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Ezital had given up trying to stay within the borders of Hidden Falls, and had taken to wandering about at night. It seemed far more likely that Ktulu would try to find him during the day if she had some task for him. If she had to wait for him for a little while, well he certainly wouldn't be losing any sleep over that.
Not that he was still bitter over their last encounter. If he were that petty, he'd still be calling her bear a giant beaver in his head, and imagining her tripping over tree branches. Which of course he'd stopped doing by now. He'd been hoping for some sort of instruction in fighting, but he would've settled for acknowledgement at this point.
Tonight's restless wanderings took him further than usual. Generally, he tried to be back in his secluded area in the falls before dawn, but he'd been distracted by some fireflies and followed them around for a while.
He wound up walking through some ridiculously thick mist, obscuring his vision of the fireflies. Sighing, he started to turn and head back to the falls, when a stallion's bugle broke the quiet of the night. Or dawn, rather. He looked up to see that the sky was starting to lighten and grey. He was long due back, but what were the odds that Ktulu would come to visit today? He had time.
His curiosity drew him forward to the edges of the fog, where he dropped to his belly in the wet grass. A grey stallion was standing on top of the rolling hill before him, surveying the misty field like some sort of conquering hero.
He snorted softly. All of these horses took themselves so seriously. What had he supposedly conquered? There was nothing out here but some fog and fireflies.
The stallion's back was turned to him, but he looked vaguely familiar. Perhaps he was from the falls as well? He thought Ktulu had mentioned something about there being other warriors. The stallion certainly carried himself like a fighter; perhaps he could give Ezital some pointers. Better yet, he could get Ktulu's attention if he showed her that he could be an asset to the herd.
Rising to his feet, he carefully calculated the distance between them. He coiled like a snake and leapt forward, rapidly closing the space while keeping his footsteps light and careful. The fog had a further muffling effect on any sounds he might've made.
Mere feet from the other horse, he made a mistake. He rocked back to pounce on the stallion's back like a jungle cat, but the dew covered grass slipped from underneath him. He crashed to the earth in the most ungraceful fashion and slid the remaining distance. The fall startled him so much, he wasn't even certain whether or not he'd collided with the stallion.
He smiled weakly at the grey horse.
"Surprise?"
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[JUDGED] Digging The Trenches [Cic x Ezital]
