Confinement within stone walls is no place for those who live to see the sun rise and fall each day. It does something to the sane and even more damage to the mentally damned or wounded. This thought brought the smallest of smirks to the dappled stallions maw as he wandered not really sure of his intended destination, but still moving no less. The darkness was not something that appealed to his tastes so the time spent below had been tough to say the least. While it had been mostly unpleasant there were the odd things that managed to stand out in his mind providing some light to the darkness. Torment had nearly driven him to the point of lashing out in frustration but somehow he had made it out alright without doing anything he would later regret. Pent up energy had brought him to where he now stood atop a small ridge gazing around at the landscape before him. Silver eyes narrowed as movement caught his attention before the sound of another could be heard all around seeming to call out for anyone to do as they wished. In a way it was slightly amusing to watch the stag wander around like a drunk not seeming to know which way was up, but it was also rather pathetic. Shaking his head with a chuckle he gently reached down to grasp the vines at his feet to lift the egg from where it rested between his front feet. This was something that would need to be carefully hidden away in a safe place away from prying eyes, well at least until he could return to take care of it.

Latent curiosity and the complete lack of something better to do drove him to approach the other stag with caution. Maybe some training would help him to blow off some steam. Tipping his crown forward as he walked so his horn was at the defense if needed, he watched every staggered movement of the brown creature before him. Muscles rippled over its pelt with each movement yet the drool and ataxic state it seemed to exhibit was rather interesting. Was this poor fool just naturally in this kind of form or was the entire escapade an act to draw attention to himself? Maybe the long dwelling of confinement had done more damage than he had originally thought.

Stopping a few feet from where it circled aimlessly his own call announced himself. White clouds of mist swirled up as his warm breath hit the cold atmosphere that consumed much of Helovia bringing along with it the icy powder beneath their hooves. Focusing his orbs to the stallion he waited to see what the response would be, it was the least he could do to determine if this was going to be worth his time or not.