Meadow

The time was drawing near and the anxiety was intensifying. Cullen found himself in a race to find more recruits even though he still thought that young stallion would be unsuccessful. Maybe it was because no one has ever stood up to him like this before. Even as night fell, he felt the need to search some more. It was on his way out that he could smell the message laid out for him. The scent was one that brought him back to the time of war. He could hear the screams in his head as he blindly walks the trail laid out for him.

Kahraman had been there for him, fought right beside him. Cullen had no reason not to confront the old colleague. He had no idea of the beast caged inside the stallion except for what he saw on the battlefield. The war had fueled the cremello enough to keep his threatening nature contained. At least he had other things to focus his violence on and it wasn’t his brothers. It had been Cullen’s hope that Kahraman would join him back in the Lagoon and serve as his body guard. Ruger had greatly wounded him, but thankfully Felony had been there to spare his life. Now Felony was gone and Cullen wanted nothing more than for Ruger to feel the same fate. If Kahraman had been there Felony might still be alive and his son might not have been forever scared by the Peak.

Blue eyes stare at his old brethren coldly as he speaks. The fog of the night shifts between them, but the pale coat of his old friend keeps his attention. Something slithers under his skin. Cullen doesn’t know exactly why he had this feeling of anger towards Kahraman. He should be happy to see him, but there was something different about him now. He began to explain himself from a year ago. The reasons why he left the Lagoon behind seemed oddly vague. It didn’t seem like enough for Cullen so he snorts. The stallion then has the balls to ask him how he was doing. He even comments of recent troubles of the Lagoon.

He asks if there was anything he could do. Cullen snorts as he takes a step forward. "Funny you should ask that. When I needed you most you disappeared. After the way you fought at my side in the war, we became something like blood brothers. Then I needed your help and you were gone." His eyes narrow as he continues to take slow steps forward.