08-25-2018, 06:42 AM
It's not a horse that grazes, not even a shifted bear or wolf or lion; not something one could expect. To most of the horses in the meadow, he probably doesn't even exist. The young man, barely a man, could easily be eavesdropping with his small stature. But with what he's picked up so far - something about politics, something about war - had him decide not to mix with the others in the meadow today. Just like any other day, it seems.
He's always hung out with his mother before and that suited him well. Kybeth's not a very daring colt, not a typical male in the sense of testosterone - even now, in autumn, and being a teenager coming of exactly the age to start getting interested in mares; he just isn't participating. He's young, but he's the serious type, and every bit a prey animal at his core.
In fact, at this height, he sees barely above the grasses. Horses moving, grazing. If meerkats were common around here, nobody would probably notice him. He's the observant type himself, but, that doesn't mean that others will notice after all. But he's content with watching, for now.
Besides, burrowing below ground and eating roots is so much easier than taking 18 hours a day to graze.
He's always hung out with his mother before and that suited him well. Kybeth's not a very daring colt, not a typical male in the sense of testosterone - even now, in autumn, and being a teenager coming of exactly the age to start getting interested in mares; he just isn't participating. He's young, but he's the serious type, and every bit a prey animal at his core.
In fact, at this height, he sees barely above the grasses. Horses moving, grazing. If meerkats were common around here, nobody would probably notice him. He's the observant type himself, but, that doesn't mean that others will notice after all. But he's content with watching, for now.
Besides, burrowing below ground and eating roots is so much easier than taking 18 hours a day to graze.