Meadow

So much was going on at home that he found himself looking out to the sea time and time again. His only swim outside of Tinuvel was to visit Xiomara after Requiem told him where she was. He was glad for the adventure, but this time his heart was taking him elsewhere.

The darkening colt braves the harsh sea. Salt licks his skin fiercely and splashes into his deep blue eyes as he swims. He didn't notice the darkening sky until he made it to the main island. The first thing he does is walk towards the grass fields where most of the horses were gathered. There was many here, but some seem to be leaving due to the impeding storm. He would not be able to leave until it was through due to the waves being too strong for his small body.

He takes a few bites as he watches the crowds slowly disperse, but the movement reveal the two lone females chattinf by themselves. He would be lying to himself if he didn't admit how beautiful these females were. All of them were beautiful in their own way, but the two youunger females were the ones that grabbed his attention the most. He scoots closer to them, eyeing the younger filly first. Ironclad has always went after the older mares, but this was the first time he felt real attraction to someone more his age. A large smile brightens his darkening features as he looks from mare to mare.

"Good afternoon! Looks like a nasty storm is brewing." His attention draws to the thick clouds overhead that were now rumbling in anger.