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Sometimes life gave one the urge to do things that were wrong. It lead them down a path that would break their soul and leave them crumbling into a mess of nothing. It left scars so prominent on one's memory that when they slept at night, all they could do was wake up coating in sweat and trembling from their own subconscious. Life was a vicious beast and one would have to grow with every decision they made, even if in their darkest moments, their own beast shined through.

Rising from the waves of the ocean, a red dun blinked blue eyes. The summer was coming to an end, the last day upon them as the nipping chill of fall circulated around his frame. Scars that were long and jagged trembled with his skin, a soft shiver running up and down his spine. The cold waters of the sea mixed with the colder air of almost fall had the stallion Nahawi shivering faintly. Atlantis was warmer than the crossing isle, that much he knew for sure and for certain. It had his red ears tucked back against his head as he took a shuddering breath, but his aching muscles were not happy with the stalling of his forward movements.

Looking around himself with his blue eyes glistening, Nahawi let his body shift into a forward walk. He still ached from his loss, but the stallion shoved those feelings away as his hooves ate up the land from where he came to where he was going. The gentle sounds of birds chirping and leaves rustling eased his always running mind, but Nahawi was stuck with his next set of movements. He was coming to search for more herd members and to hopefully find any sub-lead type horses. He needed to secure his home more strongly, but suddenly as he wove through the trees, his attention was snagged by the sound of a groan.

Turning his head and halting any forward movement, the red dun listened. His long tail snapped at his hocked, but his own broken heart lurched as he moved in that direction. His large hooves made gentle thuds as he wove through the trees and let his body come upon a stallion leaning against a tree. His dark red capped ears flicked forward as he gave a soft nicker towards the other stallion. “Hey, are you alright?” His tone was gentle, but he had not gotten a full look of this horse to gauge weather or not his question was said at the wrong time.