Posted on June 12, 2014 at 03:30:36 PM by KASABiAN
 And it's consequences keep you up at night. Kasabian followed the mares obediently, emerald eyes watching their forms as they traveled down the slick paths, the occasional bouts of lightning shattering the purple sky and illuminating, though briefly, the mud-slacked trail before them. Sylvia brought them to cavern Kasabian must have overlooked, for he could not recall having seen the opening before. He watched Pilar and Sylvia file in and followed suit, finding refuge within the dank and damp hole, leaning his frame against the rough edges of the cavern's internal wall. Golden lobes remained pricked at attention, his stare half-focused on the storm outside. The droplets just kept coming, spattering against the foliage, the occasional bellow of thunder crackling overhead. Kasabian imagined the rain would continue for the rest of the night. He cocked his head to see Pilar as she spoke, ears swiveling to and fro as he waited for Sylvia to respond. When he stumbled upon the vacant land, he never thought of someone actually returning to claim it. A low grunt was emitted from his parted lips, his jaw churning a few cycles as he mulled over the idea. It appeared that this man meant a great deal to Sylvia. Perhaps he was well known among those that dwelled on the island. "Well, if or when he returns," Kasabian spoke, looking to Sylvia and Pilar, pausing for a second before finishing his sentence. "We will throw him a party." KASABiAN 8 | Buckskin | Stallion | Arabian X Thoroughbred X Mustang X Halflinger | 16. 1 | © Vinyl |