The beast moved at a powerful trot, muscles rippling under his ebony hide with the slightest movements. Spotless orbs focused ahead, at the mountains that rise skywards as if they are reaching for the heavens, desiring to reach such a magnificent height that they seem to be never ending. Between the points of these monstrous land masses, golden hued rays of sunshine from the setting sun peak through, igniting the snowy floor with hues or orange and yellow. The same mountains that hide the setting sun behind their peaks also cast shadows across the snowy step, blocking the sun's warmth out, leaving the air frigid and bitterly cold. With a grunt, the beast halts, glancing downwards at the darkly colored pup by his side. Brow furrows and lips part as he questions the hound. "Should we go south, or continue north?" He wasn't sure why he asked the bitch, it wasn't as if she would understand his words, and if she did understand the words, she wouldn't understand what they entailed. Simply, he was asking her if she wanted to live in the Aurora Basin of the Dragon's Throat, two places which were complete opposites, one covered in powdery snow and the other a desert. With a high-pitched bark from her infant jaws, she trodden onwards, deciding she wanted to go north. With a smirk on his mahogany lips, he followed at a walk.

Their walk across the long flatland was quiet, filled with thought. Caleb wondered if he'd run into another being while passing through the wide expanse of snow and towards the towering mountains that made a barrier around the Basin. He also wondered what type of horses would reside there. Would they be militant horses, with strong warriors? Would they be a more intellectual herd with a truly wise Wise One? Would they be a more sleuthy herd with as many spies as feathers in his wings? He concluded that this herd, along with all the rest, should be balanced rank-wise, thus they would excel in not only one thing, but everything. He had known herds that had tried this and failed, jack of all trades, master of none, but with enough training a herd could become jack of all trades, master of all

The titan had only recently been practicing fighting, though he did eventually desire to meet with a god, possibly craft, and try his hand in stealing something or someone. He wanted to not only get back the item that had been stolen from him, but possibly acquire further items. For now, Caleb only sought to battle, to learn how to attack and defend. Though massive with height and muscle, he was still young, not always sure how to use his height and mass against an opponent.

@[Rohan]