Pain, it laced through muscles and lined a body with its biting strength.
Blood. It laced through the water and called on any animal that wanted a meal to come forth.
Tears… They fell from brown eyes as blood seeped through many wounds on the animals neck and pain flooded its entire system.

Pushing through the water that was called an ocean, a large black horse pushed with all its might. Brown eyes held pain and sorrow, something one had never seen upon this animals face before. The terror lining his blood had the exhausted creature pulling himself onto shore as something large quit following due to the water not being deep enough. The black Percheron stumbled onto shore until he finally ended up down, his sides heaving as blood flowed over his frame.

Time passed with him on the ground. The blood has become less and less onto the soil and it sure enough had him heaving a deep breath that rattled with some water in his lungs. The stallion was tall and built thick, but he held no training on how to really protect himself and he was thankful there was no one around to fight him. Heaving another breath, the horse did rise from his spot on the ground with a heavy cough shaking his diaphragm. It would take time for him to heal from the water in his lungs, but the horse started to slowly walk forward.

It had been a few weeks that he had managed to prowl the new land with no one the wiser. The black stallion named Voyager was starting to heal nicely. There were faint scars on his body of course, but he paid them no mind as he snorted with his muzzle pushing through the winter coated ground in search of food. He was hungry, but he was not about to pull leaves from branches to get the meal that he so desperately wanted. For now, Voyager just let himself travel slowly, hence his name. He did not end up here with a name really for he never remembered what his mother named him, but from one of the few horses he met, he gained his name from all the traveling he had done so many months ago before the accident.

Pushing the memories away, Voyager lifted his head to look about himself. He wanted to find someone to be around, but at the same time the stallion did not want to draw any attention to himself. Snorting, he shook out his mane and let his head slowly turn to look around. For now, he would stand here quietly and see what came his way. With no fresh wounds, he could not see others without having to worry for a fight. He was large, but it wasn't hard to see that he had a puppy dog heart inside of his pain filled chest.