He didn't know where he was going and it never really mattered. His new position was boring so he might as well create some fun. Besides it was a terrible idea for their leader to bring Jigsaw back without the likes of Cullen. Jig was completely stir crazy and pissed off at the turn of events. The Ridge stallion had took away his fun and the Peak had done something unforgivable. Though none of that was really his own concern. None of it had been for his own fun.

The ocean was still cold as he slips away into its dark depths. Slowly, he swam to conserve energy until finally he reached a far away place. It was the start of spring, but snow still graces this island. Beloved takes in the new scene as he attempts to free his coat of loose water droplets. This was not the place he was expecting, but it was some place new for him to search. That alone could pass the time until he found his one.

Just as Jigsaw had finally found his.

The ebony stallion lowers his neck as he begins to search the new place he ended up. The shadows of the night cover his slippery form as he attempts to make it deep into the heart of the Bay without detection.