Post by Seele Studio on Oct 15, 2012 18:29:53 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=height,800,true][atrb=float,left,true][cs=2][atrb=style, background:url(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/227/9/a/mal_table_by_seele_studio-d5b6mce.jpg);] Malluma felt guilt, it was all he had felt for the past year really. He had neglected his fathers dying wish, he hadn't found his sister, nor had he really become stronger to protect her. He felt like he had given up, even though in his heart he still wanted to find her. Now though he was resting in a small field that formed a dip between two hills of the Bachelor grounds. He had just finished a morning of endurance running up one hill then back down and up the other. When he had first done this training months ago it had nearly killed him, but he kept pushing himself; now it was becoming easy even in the chilling air. Mal heaved a sigh and looked around the field, it felt odd to be alone, normally one or two other stallions hung around here, but they must have found a warmer place to stay. Until then Mal had been forcing himself to keep his guard up, another exercise that was getting easier with time, but seeing that no one was around he relaxed fully and collapsed to the ground. He closed his eyes and let all his senses go numb, it felt nice to relax for once. |
