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A lot of spite was built up in his heart. His body was so full that it was beginning to spill over. He once had a brotherhood looking up to him. Young minds that he taught and some special relationships that he shared. Every single one of them were gone. He was completely alone just as he had been the moment he returned to the islands. The Lagoon had filled so many voids so now that it was gone he felt his sanity slipping. His critical thinking, his intense planning, all of it was going away. The only thing that remains in the need to make them all pay.
Nyimara sparked the beginning of this madness. Her rejection of working together meant he would always be alone. The agreement they had was gone and so was his loyalty to her. Nyimara could have his son, raise him how she sees fit, but he would take all her glory. He took her home and now he shall take her revenge. His hate for Siobhan was not as strong as others, but he kept reminding himself she had taken one of his own once. In fighting for the Ridge children she had taken the life of his brother alongside Bjorn and Nyimara. Going after the mare would be easy, but shifting his attack to hit multiple parties would be tough. He needs to hurt Nyimara, Siobhan, and Bjorn all at once. Faolain would just be an added bonus to the deal.
He watches beneath the jungles shadows as Bjorn's scent fills his nostrils. The stallion was near, perfect. Bjorn was known to leave the islands often so having him here stirs more creative ideas to flow through his mind. The sound of movement quickly brings his attention to the young dun mare as she moves past him on the other side of the foliage. She must not know he was so close...Cullen leaps towards her with teeth aiming to grab a bite. Cullen laughs as he turns and dashes off into the jungle with small strands of her tail in his teeth. Hopefully her screams wouldn't blow his cover.
He runs, dodging trees and bushes, with a nasty grin on his face. He didn't stop until he reached the edge of the jungle, the opening which would lead him to the ocean. He thinks about leaving now before he was caught, but his target had not yet been found. The Golden stallion snorts as his legs carry him slowly towards the sand. Blue eyes watch all of his surroundings, but he sees no sign of anyone. No one except the figure that stands near the beach, looking towards the ocean. Delight dances on his face as his body turns to the left to catch up with her. Cullen races towards his target, not a care in the world if she heard him coming.
"There you are!" He calls. Cullen reaches the chestnut mare with an excitable energy. "I have been looking everywhere for you! I have a message from your daughter." His eyes gleam with delight as he smiles, hoping the mare would notice the hair in his jaws before he promptly spits on the ground in front of her. "She needs your immediate help. You don't have much time left, fall is nearly over and by the smell of you so is your estrus." His head tilts to the side slightly. Did she understand yet? Suddenly his demeanor changes. His smile fades and his eyes narrow. "If you want her to survive then you better do as I say."