Kaiju pulled himself out of the surf, panting with the effort after so many days of exertion. The towering stallion was young and unfit, and had spent his life on the mainland in relative peace and comfort. It seemed he had just not stopped moving since coming to the islands, and though he knew his body would catch up eventually, he needed a damn rest.
The speckled black stallion made his way inland from the shore, stopping at the Falls briefly for a drink before continuing to the Meadow. At that point his body was demanding more than asking for him to stop, eat something, rest. He obliged, finding a quiet corner of the Meadow to catch his breath and grab a few bites of grass, but he suspected it would be difficult to get moving again tonight.
He had not seen Galexia since the string of challenges he had watched, and participated in, for her favor. Kaiju had returned to the Crossing isle after checking the Shore for the palomino mare, intending to keep looking for her, but the sun was setting and he was tired from twice making the journey across the sea. Galexia had been reunited with her father, so he trusted she was safe; he would find her tomorrow. For now, he grazed contentedly in the Meadow, eyelids falling slowly with the weight of his exhaustion.