Arthas
Arthas trekked to the meadow in hopes to recruit new members for his kingdom. He usually looks in the river, as that is closest to his home, but today he ventures out to he meadow. It was humid even though clouds covered the sky, it was gloomy and looked like there was a good chance of rain. He did not mind a nice rain shower every now and then, it is a bath for the earth.
He is in a casual canter as he scans the horizon, his hooves leave an imprint in the fresh ground with every step. It was not long before he finds another, it was a young appaloosa. Her white and black spots gave away her cover in the green scenery. He slows to a halt and watches her for a moment, she was running up the hills, but eventually she stopped and settle for a leisurely graze. He decided to near her, approaching in a casual trot.
Looks like it is about to rain he states as he halts a few paces from her. She was shorter than he, but just barely, she was young but slightly older than Lepis. My name is Arthas, King of Loess, what brings you out to the meadow? She did not carry the scent of another kingdom, she was new to beqanna. A grin tugs at his lips, he only hopes that he is able to persuade her to join Loess, she will be apart of the new chapter, the building of the kingdom.
A Product Of Your Despair
@[traton]