Once upon a time, long ago there was a colt that arose from the darkness. He was quiet and observed the world through innocent eyes. He had been abandoned, but before then his mother had showed him love and how to treat others with kindness. The young was confused on how he should act so he began to follow in the footsteps of those he knew in the real world. The darkness he had emerged from followed the young stallion like a cloak; never to fall away. As he grew the darkness grew stronger and the kindness he had been taught began to fade away. Only the very few ever saw that kindness before it vanished completely.


As Felony stood beneath his large willow tree he contemplated those days and how much he had changed. The stallion had not thought about such things in a very long time but now that his position had changed it had caused the brute to reflect on where he had came from. Born here, raised here; Felony had never abandoned the Lagoon. The life of a herd stallion had never been appealing and even if it had been he was unsure how to even accomplish such things as a basic stallion life. This is where he was meant to be; this is where he belonged.


Pushing away such thoughts; they were pathetic and would be of no use to him, Felony's nose flared as he tried to bring in another's scent. He found none that were nearby and his tail lashed in annoyance. How inconvenient. Taking in a deep breath, the stallion released it upon a demanding call that rang out through the Lagoon; calling to the stallions that lived here. It was time to give them purpose.