Moving in silence through the darkness the silver hued stallion could feel the dramatic difference that solitude gave oneself. Before he had chosen to go out on his own he had never been too far from his family's herd should he wish to socialize with others. It was a sense of longing to create memories and become someone more that had driven him along on this journey. Herd life was great and all but if he stuck around like many before him he would never be able to see what else the world had to offer and most importantly teach him. His father had taught him the skills to allow him to become the skilled warrior that he was but he crazed to know more. Very few dared to meander into their rather secluded herd which meant that much information escaped in regards to the rest of the world around them. Dipping his cranium forward he lowered his muzzle to the ground taking in the many scents that surrounded the area. He knew not where he was heading or what he was looking for, all he wanted was a change in pace from his old life to enable him to grow into who he was. Perfection was not possible as there was always things that one could improve on mentally or physically, yet some believed themselves to exceed all expectations. This attitude rather frustrated the stallion as he chose to see things as they were not how they could be perceived or as expected. Nothing could be taken for granted in this life as he knew everything could be taken away as easily as it was earned.

Surprise crossed the stallions face as the darkness began to slowly fade into light everywhere around him. For many days since coming to this land the days had been shrouded in darkness leaving what was a never ending night. Something had changed he could feel it within, but what was powerful enough to cause such a disruption in the earths rotation that night would persist for so long? Something magical perhaps? Whatever it was must have been powerful and overall he had the feeling that he was not so sure he wanted to know the truth of the situation. Shaking his head the long tendrils of his mane flowed lightly in the breeze as he drew himself up next to a thin creek splitting its way through the ground. Looking down he could see his reflection staring back at him, he sometimes marvelled at how much of his father could be seen in his own features yet he was still able to possess the finely delicate aspects of his mother. His musculature was well proportioned and balanced to his athletic frame showing his peak physical condition while his coat shone in the growing light. The silver accents over the lower half of his body shimmered as it reflected the sun's rays, the only hint that he was anything but normal. He carried with him the ancestral blood of his family before him which could account for the unique markings that the unicorn blood created. Being only in his fourth year of life he had little knowledge of the capabilities that magic has evolved into over the decades but in time maybe he would be fortunate enough to experience it first hand. His father had told him that his enhanced skill set was one of many gifts that they had been blessed with, maybe this was true or he was just a fast learner.

Chuckling softly in good humour to himself at the many memories he had shared with his father growing up he plunged his muzzle into the cool crystal clear liquid drinking deeply until his thirst was sated. Sighing softly he couldn't help but wonder why it was that he had not encountered any other equine thus far. Surely there had to be others around here somewhere, their scent was everywhere now all he had to do was find them. Picking his head back up he stepped down into the water feeling the satisfaction of the coolness around his fetlocks before stepping back up on the opposite side of the creek. Striding forward once more he continued on his journey wondering who he may meet first in this rather strange land.

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