In the short time that he had lived here things were quite chaotic at times making him debate his certainty here in the future. He wished to find what was missing in his soul but at the same time he wanted to have somewhere to call home and others to converse with. In the beginning things had seemed great with many new members coming to join in their ranks and what seemed like peace, that was until the righteous bitch Confutasis showed up. From the very beginning he could not bring himself to trust the mare as something just seemed out of place to him, but being who he was he kept his thoughts to himself and tried to give her the benefit of the doubt. Well that sure as hell turned out great, didn't it. From now on he would listen to what his gut was telling him and not second guess himself, maybe if he had spoken sooner things would not have had to end in bloodshed as they did.

Hearing the masculine voice across the wind calling them all together his heart froze knowing that this was the deciding outcome of the battle. Either Apollo had won or the bitch had succeeded in her massacre. As he headed deeper into the Foothills to the gathering place he reasoned with himself that if Confutasis had won then there was no way that Apollo would still be living to tell the tale. This brought a smile to his maw and a spark into his step, he was pleased to think that Confutasis had gotten what she deserved a swift kick in the rump and a serious ego check. Maybe things were looking up after all. Noticing the bear nearby he tilted his head as recognition dawned upon him, it was Ktulu's companion but what was he doing here? A simple nod served to greet the bear before he continued towards their chief.

As the stallion approached Apollo he slowed his pace to a walk stopping a couple meters away before dipping his head in a acknowledged bow. His silver eyes swept briefly over Apollo's battered frame but he was glad to see he was mostly in one piece save a few chunks here and there from where the mare had marked her fury. This was the first time that he had met Apollo up close but after such a display upon the battlefield he had more than earned his respect as their Chief. Anyone who was willing to place their own life on the line for their family more than deserved to hold top ranking. "I wish to congratulate you on your victory, it was well earned." He stated simply as he awaited more of their herd to surface from the depths to join in the meeting.




ooc: Ciceron would be willing to become a warrior should he be deemed fit for it.