09-28-2016, 08:33 PM
Dark eyes drifted across the other creatures. Pupils small against the auburn flame of his orbs. He watched them quietly. Not in a peaceful way. More of a hungry, doom filled look. Dark tendrils casted shadows across his narrow, pattern less face. Large hooves dragging long paths in the dirt. He awaited their move silently. Ready to dodge the attack. Merciless killers they all were. Turned against each other on the smallest of accounts. The pale one stepped forward, lips curling back into a devil-
"Lets go children!"
And with that Senate chuckled. Shaking his large head with a smile. The youngsters bounded off after their mother, leaving him in a fit of giggles. Yet another game of war had passed as the day dragged on. His soft eyes beginning to grow tired. He looked around the forest. Surprised at the lack of light. He was sure it had been bright when he arrived. Rolling his large shoulders he trotted forward. Intent on making it to a brighter spot quickly.
Huffing he turned around, wondering how on earth to reach that spot.
"An hour and you have managed to get yourself lost!"
He scoffed, rolling hus hues in annoyance at his horrible sense of direction. In a bright moment of an idea he looked down, of course he could find his way back by tacking his hoof prints!-
"There is no way that many equines have passed by me..."
He muttered, analyzing the thousands of different sized hoof prints littering the ground.
"Lets go children!"
And with that Senate chuckled. Shaking his large head with a smile. The youngsters bounded off after their mother, leaving him in a fit of giggles. Yet another game of war had passed as the day dragged on. His soft eyes beginning to grow tired. He looked around the forest. Surprised at the lack of light. He was sure it had been bright when he arrived. Rolling his large shoulders he trotted forward. Intent on making it to a brighter spot quickly.
Huffing he turned around, wondering how on earth to reach that spot.
"An hour and you have managed to get yourself lost!"
He scoffed, rolling hus hues in annoyance at his horrible sense of direction. In a bright moment of an idea he looked down, of course he could find his way back by tacking his hoof prints!-
"There is no way that many equines have passed by me..."
He muttered, analyzing the thousands of different sized hoof prints littering the ground.