Now or Never

[Kreios]

kreios don't you tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash I look up at the sound of a loud whinny. The stallion in the distance is calling out both a greeting and a warning, and I cannot help but rown in confusion. Does he think that he owns the Field? This place is a common ground, but since he does not seem interested in coming closer, I turn my head back to grazing. Just then, I see the distant pinto stallion rear up and whinny, this time clearly loud enough and with the intent of waking up the sleeping mare before laying back down in the grass This time I do roll my eyes, though I am facing away from the mare and too far from the other stallion for him to see. What exactly does this strange stallion think he’s doing? Stand up, sit down, yell at strangers, claim dominion over a neutral territory. Whatever, I think with a shrug as I turn away, he can do whatever he likes; it’s nothing to me. When I turn back to the sleeping mare, she’s sleeping no longer. I assume that the other stallion’s obnoxious whinnying as woken her up, and I cannot help but wonder how long she might have slept if not for his rude interruptions. Regardless of that, I smile and nod my horned head in greeting. “I’m Krieos,” I tell her, choosing not to burden her with any extra information. I remember how overwhelming all the introductions had been to Nymeria when I and others had given her our titles and homelands in one breath. I do not wish to make this palomino stranger feel uncomfortable. She seems sweet, after all, and a little shy. “What brings you to the Field today?” I ask curiously, wondering if the other stallion will approach soon, or if he will continue to lie down in the grass some distance away. “Are you looking for a home?” That is what brings most mares and stallions here, after all. They are either here looking for a home or looking for someone to offer a home to. I fall in the latter category, with two homes of my own, but I’ve learned it’s better to ask than to assume.