Long shadows were cast across the forest floor, dappling the ground with spots of dark emerald and brilliant golden greens where the sun poked it's rays through the leaves. There was a cacophony of sounds all around him, insects chirping and birds sang songs of glee in the warmth of the sun and there was the occasional rustle from a rabbit or perhaps it was a deer? Morenth was never quite certain of what creature made what sound, but it was pleasant. Life bustled in the most unusual places. Even if he could not see them all, Morenth would only pause to listen with his ears pricked and could imagine what all their busy little lives must be like, hidden within the depths of this never ending forest. 

He had been travelling through the forest for some time now and while he was never certain if the path he took was right or wrong it seemed to lead him deeper and deeper into the forest. With only the sun to bake the trees and vegetation, the forest felt like an oven that someone was slowly turning the heat up in. A light sheen of sweat began to form along his striped coat, dampening his neck and flanks, but no wind whistled through the trees to cool of his limbs, so Morenth was not without discomfort. Even his throat began to ache for water, but there was little to be found, even within the green leaves and tall grass he found little to none. It was hard for him to believe that there would be none, for the animals grew more bold as the deeper he traveled and he had already spotted more than a dozen little animals scurrying within the undergrowth. So obviously there should be something. 

The trees grew more dense, blotting the sun out wherever he walked. Long, dark shadows seemed to grow more rampant the further he headed and he wondered if the heart of the forest would be nothing but a black pit. Crunching around the undergrowth as he had for the last few hours, it wasn't until the sun (he couldn't quite gauge the time but he suspected it) was heading into the horizon when he heard sounds similar to that of his own hoof beats. By now his coat was thoroughly damp by the humidity of the forest, he'd managed to sate some of his thirst by nibbling on leaves, sticks and grass, but he still longed for a cool pool of water. His large head raised, growing tense through his long body as he tried to figure out who it was that approached.

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