Nowadays Vincenzo spent more and more time away from his mother's side and ever watchful eye. He liked to be as sneaky as a spy, sometimes trailing after his father when he did his rounds or simply dashing across the Prairie without a care in the world. The other children held no interest to the young stallion. Vincenzo sometimes wondered what life was like away from the Prairie, but Vin didn't want to leave the safe herd life or leave his darling mother; yet still the boy wondered.

While lost in his thoughts Vincenzo trailed away from following after his father, instead moving toward the beach, a place his mama warned him away from for fear he would be dragged away by the sea. Such a silly but scary thought Sicily had. It had done the trick though, scaring poor Vin away from the place till now. He was stronger now and bigger so the waves would be of no much to him.

Though as he marched along his attention was quickly diverted as a strangers call came to his ears. It obviously wasn't for Vincenzo but he couldnt resist turning in the direction it had come from and dashing toward it. Vincenzo was not expecting what he eventually came upon and made it clearly known he was not pleased as he slid to a hasty stop in front of the stallion and flattened his ears and pouted his lips. He was hoping for it to be some more younger horses like before. "Why are you here?", he grumbles out, narrowing those blue eyes of his at the stranger.