He emerges from the shadows as the stallion’s song echoes in the emptiness. Cullen watches the dark colored stallion, but he never greets him with a nicker. Instead he just watches from the sidelines until he felt ready to greet his guest. The stallion’s intentions to live here was quite clear to him as he approaches. ”Hello,” he says with a rough tone which causes Cullen to clear his throat. ”Do you seek the Lagoon for a home?” He asks as the dark colored stallion as he slows to a stop near him. This stallion was slim figured as he was, but much taller. He was younger, too, but nothing else could be said of the stallion form just appearance. Cullen didn’t know anything about this male and his scent told the story of a newcomer to the islands.

”You’re not from these islands are you?” He asks with brilliant blue eyes watching him. He stares at the stallion intently as if he was studying him. Just as he was. ”I am called Cullen, Boss of the few bachelors that live here and keeper of this Lagoon. Do you wish to join our ranks?” A snort leaves his nose as he doesn’t break eye contact. There was no time wasted when it came to joining his brotherhood. Cullen was in need of new members to fill the empty void that was the Lagoon. A cold wind blows through the swamp and whips his vanilla colored mane around his neck, gusting his scent towards the stallion. He had the scent of authority and of these islands.

Once a stranger to the ways of the Lagoon, he was now a mastermind to their ways. The blood of his birth was laid deep in this soil and now so was the blood of his wounds that were now healed form the war. His scars tell the tale of a stallion who has fought many battles. A stallion who is unafraid to fight again.



Cullen - Mutt - 17 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss