12-04-2015, 02:42 PM
Those black eyes barely remember this places, but striped legs walk as if they never left. The path to the Field looks so different, but it smells the same, feels the same. There's a buzz from the earth which dances up his legs with each step, and as he weaves through the Field, keenly searching for a space large enough for him to stand out (does he need help standing out? He has never seen another striped horse here before) it feels as if the land is welcoming him back, so glad to see him though why it would be glad he does not know.
He has decided it is time for him to find a home. A real home, for now, a place where he does not spend every other second wondering when he can leave. But it has been too long, and he cannot decide where he should go. So he will wait here for the recruiters, and he knows they will come, because they are already here; just as vultures circle their victims before they even die, so the kingdom horses circle the unclaimed bodies of the Field. He does not complain, though, for the only thing he has decided is that he will follow the horse that convinces him the most.
What they must convince him of, he is not yet sure, but certainly he will figure it out when the time comes. ooc; bah. not sure how i'm going to play him yet so i think i tried everything in one post >.< i'll get better, swears it!