The Lagoon was quiet, swathed in the shadows of night. Only the quiet squelch of his hooves through the mud broke it as he went in search of his General. Although he had not voted against his prodigy, Garmr had not voted in favor of him either. Alioth had been just as useless as the rest of the lot who resided here. Had gaining a companion quieted his ambition and fire? Garmr had every intention of finding out.


Just as he was about to reach Alioth, having spotted him not much further ahead, Acid’s call gave him pause. The excitement in it was electrifying. Deciding to put his conversation with Alioth on hold, the Lagoon Boss turned and followed after the younger dunalino. He doubted Alioth would be far behind.


Leaving the Lagoon, Garmr had lost sight of Acid but his scent along with Pandemonium’s was strong. Somewhere along the way, Enigma’s scent mixed with theirs as well. A smirk curled the stallion’s lips and his blood burned hot with excitement. He hurried on, breaking from his trot into a gallop until he reached the scene. Only pulling up as he shoved his way into the group, his eyes locked onto the black and white Peak general. The young chestnut flinging herself at Acid little to his concern.


“Where’s your little posse, General?” he sneered in mockery. His large head snaking out, his teeth clacking close to her neck. “You owe me a second life.” The Boss snarled before lunging at her again, aiming to batter his front hooves against her shoulder and side if she did not move to his physical command.