An unusual scent traveled to him on the breeze as he stalks the Lagoon for intruders and mare he last won in battle. He knew this scent from the fields of battle, an enemy to be exact, so it was unclear why he would be here. Cullen's first thoughts were of danger to his brothers so he took up a fast gait to reach the aproaching stallions. He follows the scent trail until their smell strong where his gait slows as he attempts to sneak up on his enemy.

He spots the chestnut friesian mix from behind some bushes. Cullen was curious to find the two toned stallion he brought along. The other stallion was younger, but held some resemblance between himself and the Prairie lead. Shamwari issues a bugle for him, even more to his curiosity, and he answers with a loud call of his own, very close in proximity. This was the only stallion to defeat him in battle and the stallion his cousin Warsaw despises. The curiosity was large as to why he was here with another stallion in tow.

The golden Mustang Arabian mix emerges from the brush just seconds after his call in return to Shamwari. Blue eyes are locked on nothing, but the two as he nears with a relaxes gait. This could be a trap, but he held confidence in his brother's support. Shamwari was on his turf now. "This is an interesting surprise." He says with muddy legs stopping infront of them. Small twigs intangled in his mane and dirt clung to his coat, making Cullen look like the wild man he was. "What do I owe the pleasure of a visit from the Prairie King and his son?" He chuckles just once. His eerie laugh echos the silence.


Cullen - Mutt - 15 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss