It had been cold, rays had only just peeking through the branches that were losing their leaves. Every leaf had turned from the greens of the summer to the oranges, reds, and golds of the fall. Slowly plants and trees had deciding that it was time to sleep for the winter, and tucking themselves away. A light layer of frost decorated the floor of the forest, making the ground white and shine where the sun touched it, not quite warm enough to melt the fluffy frost.

A horned being was there, standing on their hooves with eyes open and horn shifted out of his forehead. Stride had been slow when the dark form made his way into the Forest. Though he knew little, he knew enough. His body ached as he moved. He was unaware of his surroundings but he fully intended on figuring them all out. He stood tall, proud. The being took the form of a horse, one with bay coloring with a tribal sign on his right hindquarter, beige hooves, and silvery-black horn. It was quite clear that this being had gotten lost the night before, as the fur was dusted with frost that was slowly melting from the body heat that he put off.

Slowly he stirred, legs twitching first before weary copper-brown eyes opened. His mouth opened in a slight yawn before rolled forward a couple of steps, standing and shaking himself off. It was at this point that it was obvious that this horned horse was a stallion, as he took the time to look around, his entire body shook from hooves to horn. Stupid, white snow… Don’t be so cold. A cryptic smile encompassing his black lips. This done, the stag looked around and then remembered something.

"I forgot... I'm lost." He snorted slightly and tossed his large head, shaking his forelocks out of his eyes before turning around and looking at everything. Where am I? He asked himself, eyes blinking lazily at the surroundings. Almost a parallel universe. Not too worried, he had gotten lost very often. A thought wormed it's way into his mind though, what if he wasn’t lost, but had found what he had been looking for? Helovia.

Cielo contemplated that heavy question for a moment before his focus was caught by a sliver of light reflecting off a spider web. Curiosity toying with his mind. He trotted over, peering at the web in hopes that it would glint again. Oh yes, attention span lacking with this one. A lot.

He listened carefully, following the path of thought as it went. He didn't think he'd be going into the spot of the lead for a herd he barely knew, but there were always the factors that he wouldn't just let anyone lead him. He had been a loner his whole life. He didn’t think he would just switch his entire life style.