Meadow

He studies the stallion before him with care. This stallion wasn’t young, but also wasn’t near his own age. This was stallion was just beginning his prime which was a perfect age to conquer the world as Cullen comes down from his high. Unlike the young pup that was trying to take his throne, he would understand a stallion of this age going for the position much easier. He still wouldn’t like it, but it was just more likely. This Gypsy Vanner was taller, but nothing massive like his most recent catch. Still, there was this glimpse in the eyes of this male that he recognized. He couldn’t place it, but something was clicking. A certain scent on the stallion’s coat caught his attention.

Cullen did not spend much time on another other island but this one, but he knew the smell of Tinuvel. Before he could say anything about it, the stallion was answering his previous accusations. Cullen smirks with the amusement reaching his eyes. He then confirms his thought that he does indeed live on Tinuvel. The smirk on his lip disappears as quickly as he had arrived in front of the stranger. ”Pity,” he spits out. ”I was hoping you would say you were homeless so I could offer my home to you.” Cullen lets out a sigh, giving himself a few seconds to collect from his disappointment before speaking again.

”I am Cullen of the Lagoon, a place where stallion gather to form a kind of brotherhood together. I am their Captain.” Another new member on his side would have been great, but that was not what he would get here. Especially not with someone who ruled their own territory. Wait did he say he was the leader? ”Tell me, Aranck, are you the owner of the Arch? I may be in need of a favor.” A stallion of power could still help him. Cullen would find a way to manipulate this stallion for his favor joining him or not. His weight shifts to the other side. "But first I need to know what kind of stallion you are. What does revenge mean to you?"


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