daey
if you despise my existence, I hold no grudge but to protect
those precious to me, I will make no such promises
The pale boy strode through the field, once again his ivory coat had not prepared for the come of winter causing him to be bitterly cold. His pearl tail lashed at the cold as his scarlet eyes wondered about searching through the immense amount of bodies. The field was quite crowded today but, that was like any other day.
The drama in his herd had settled in the rise of the very fragile monarchy he had finally achieved a friendship with both arguing mares. Yet they had to still make a mends to their earlier conversation, resulting in angered tempers and sorrowful feelings. At last both stayed at the top, and would hopefully remain above the others.
Swaying his alabaster body in a casual motion, he found in suprise something very interesting. This boy was a palomino sabanio, nothing too strange about him.... But! He had blood red eyes as he did. Yet he found it was probably genetic for this palomino, Daey had the defect of albinoism. And to the proof that this stallion had a colored coat amazed him.
Striding forwards, the white boy went to conversation. Along with the presence of the Crimson eyed fellow, there was a strawberry pink mare. She seemed filled with sorrow, and he began to feel bad. These were the souls he seeked to bring them refuge, not for his own interests but for theirs.
He stood there quietly, awaiting ting for her to answer the champagne patched male before entering in conversation. As he found the sorrowful sight to bring magenta streaks down her pinkened coat. The poor thing.
Intruding he couldn't help but introduce himself, " Hello, I'm Daey of Forlorn Forest." He felt bad for interrupting but, he felt it would be easier to get to her in f he knew her name. "Care to share a name." His voice was ghastly, his scarred vocal chords sometimes wouldn't allow him to speak as well as he could.
