Summer's warmth enveloped the lost isles with each passing day, spring had now blossomed into summer. Hardy tundra flowers popped up amongst the grasses that grew plentiful the wide open expanses of Tinuvel. The grasses were not the sweetest but they kept his herd fed, the grullo stallion knew where the sweet grasses hid. Sometimes they could be found in the shade of the dark pines or along the salty sea. He found himself frequenting such places when the bland tundra grasses were unappealing to him. Shaking out his ebony mane, he grazes quietly on such grasses.
A sheen is noticeable in his grullo coat, his fuzzy coat had gave way to the shiny coat underneath even revealing the muscles that rippled through out his chest and hindquarters. Living amongst the steep terrain of the Inlet had its benefits, this harsh terrain insured that no one's muscles would become soft. Cropping a few blades of sweet grass, his own munching bringing comfort to his soul. Thoughts drift to the mares of the Inlet, it had been quiet these days. He had only encountered a few in his herd, even some of his mares disappearing. Dögun was concerned for their safety, but knew that any could go as they pleased.
Freya and him had exchanged a few words, along with Macabre, K1A1, and Silver, but the other two had mysteriously disappeared. Shaking out his ebony mane, his dark eyes scan the horizon, searching for any of his herd mates. Soon the mid-afternoon sun would drive him deep into the forest, seeking out shelter from the heat. It would be best if he could invite his herd to join him, so that perhaps they could all spend a bit of time together. Swishing his dark tail over his hocks, it chases away a few pesky flys that were desperately trying to bite him.
With a toss of his head, he moves towards the cover of the trees, as he nears the shade envelopes him. A sigh of relief escapes his lips, it was a blissful feeling as the cool air wraps around him. It chases off the sweat that had begun to cling to his neck. Pushing deeper into the cover of the pines, he halts amongst the sweet grasses and begins to graze once again.
ooc: this is not the best post buuut, I have been struggling with my muse. Annnd this post will kind of be like an activity check. I figure that if your still here you will reply, if there is a reason why you can't reply please just get ahold of me on the ooc. :)