08-26-2017, 12:44 PM
Since his return to the Taiga following the gladiator fight in Nerine, Aten had sensed a change in the winds. He didn't quite know what exactly it was, only that something had happened while he was away. And apparently Ruan too, since the stallions had met up recently, one of them with a completely new coat color. Since Circinae and Jinju were often involved in important matters of the Taiga, and had hopefully been around recently, they should be able to explain what was going on.
Following Ruan and Aten's meeting, the gray stallion tasked Aten with finding Circinae, one of Jinju's friends and, if Aten remembered correctly, the new mother of twin foals. He knew the mare was capable and could handle herself just fine, even with the newborns in tow. Still, considering Aten sensed something was amiss right now, he did worry for her safety. The two were no more than friends if not acquaintances, but Aten cared for all those he had come to form a relationship with.
The golden stallion began his journey with traversing Taiga's forest, keeping to the shadows to conceal his coat. If there was danger here, he wanted to be able to spot it before it caught sight of him, especially if that something, whatever it was, had a vendetta against stallions. For all Aten knew, it could be some mythical creature on the hunt, or perhaps a tyrant that had moved in on Taiga. All he knew was that he needed to help Ruan in any way he could, to help their kingdom. And the first step was finding Circinae.
Aten didn't make it a point to remember exactly where every horse in the Taiga spent time regularly; he did, however, make a note of one place at least, so that if he ever needed to reach some horse in a hurry, or in secret, he could head there and hope to find them. In Circinae's case, it was near the upper reaches of Taiga, where the forested land faded away and met with the ivory sands that made up the coastline, with the distant land of Ischia visible in the distance.
Aten's hooves thundered over the ground as he galloped through the forest, the pine needles snapping like twigs as they fell victim to his powerful stride. His nostrils flared with each breath he took, his limbs a blur of movement as he navigated his way through the thick pines of his home. Any other horse not native to this land might have a difficult time making their way through the trees this easily, but not Aten, even if he hadn't been born here. Since the day he joined, he felt at home here, making it a point to know every nook and cranny he could find and use to his advantage to help protect this land. And right now, he was using his knowledge of the forest to speed his way to Circinae's hideaway, his heart beating with the hope that the mare would be there.
As the pine-needled ground gave way to small sparsely grassy covered hills and slopes, Aten knew he was drawing near. He crested one small hill and stopped at the top, the bright blue ocean glittering like diamonds beneath his viewpoint. The stallion's head was down as he sucked in breath after breath to replenish his lungs with oxygen, but such a feat was put to the side as he knew he couldn't stop. Glancing both ways to determine where exactly he was, Aten quickly figured it out and headed in the direction of Circinae's den.
He rounded a small outcropping of rocks and spotted it just past the corner, coming to a sliding stop at the entrance. Despite the urgent business at hoof, Aten wouldn't just go barging in just for the sake of information. His dam's lessons on polite behavior had rubbed off on him too well.
So, instead, the stallion called into the small cave, his voice out of breath and wheezing from the long run but still holding the strength and power befitting its owner, "Circinae? Are... you there? I... need... to talk... to you..."
@[Circinae]
Following Ruan and Aten's meeting, the gray stallion tasked Aten with finding Circinae, one of Jinju's friends and, if Aten remembered correctly, the new mother of twin foals. He knew the mare was capable and could handle herself just fine, even with the newborns in tow. Still, considering Aten sensed something was amiss right now, he did worry for her safety. The two were no more than friends if not acquaintances, but Aten cared for all those he had come to form a relationship with.
The golden stallion began his journey with traversing Taiga's forest, keeping to the shadows to conceal his coat. If there was danger here, he wanted to be able to spot it before it caught sight of him, especially if that something, whatever it was, had a vendetta against stallions. For all Aten knew, it could be some mythical creature on the hunt, or perhaps a tyrant that had moved in on Taiga. All he knew was that he needed to help Ruan in any way he could, to help their kingdom. And the first step was finding Circinae.
Aten didn't make it a point to remember exactly where every horse in the Taiga spent time regularly; he did, however, make a note of one place at least, so that if he ever needed to reach some horse in a hurry, or in secret, he could head there and hope to find them. In Circinae's case, it was near the upper reaches of Taiga, where the forested land faded away and met with the ivory sands that made up the coastline, with the distant land of Ischia visible in the distance.
Aten's hooves thundered over the ground as he galloped through the forest, the pine needles snapping like twigs as they fell victim to his powerful stride. His nostrils flared with each breath he took, his limbs a blur of movement as he navigated his way through the thick pines of his home. Any other horse not native to this land might have a difficult time making their way through the trees this easily, but not Aten, even if he hadn't been born here. Since the day he joined, he felt at home here, making it a point to know every nook and cranny he could find and use to his advantage to help protect this land. And right now, he was using his knowledge of the forest to speed his way to Circinae's hideaway, his heart beating with the hope that the mare would be there.
As the pine-needled ground gave way to small sparsely grassy covered hills and slopes, Aten knew he was drawing near. He crested one small hill and stopped at the top, the bright blue ocean glittering like diamonds beneath his viewpoint. The stallion's head was down as he sucked in breath after breath to replenish his lungs with oxygen, but such a feat was put to the side as he knew he couldn't stop. Glancing both ways to determine where exactly he was, Aten quickly figured it out and headed in the direction of Circinae's den.
He rounded a small outcropping of rocks and spotted it just past the corner, coming to a sliding stop at the entrance. Despite the urgent business at hoof, Aten wouldn't just go barging in just for the sake of information. His dam's lessons on polite behavior had rubbed off on him too well.
So, instead, the stallion called into the small cave, his voice out of breath and wheezing from the long run but still holding the strength and power befitting its owner, "Circinae? Are... you there? I... need... to talk... to you..."
@[Circinae]