Post by Indi on Mar 24, 2024 18:32:17 GMT -7
At seven years old, most stallions of that age range were already working to make their way in the world, whether it be for good or ill for those around them. They were seeking out pretty young mares, either for casual one-night stands or else seeking a more lasting bond for a future family. Some had families established, perhaps even ruling a herd of their own. Many current and prior Kings of the various alliances had been younger than the bay dun overo was now when they were crowned. Most were getting out there, making a name for themselves. The same could not be said for Danuvius. He did not share the kind of ambition that drove many his age on to do the things that they did. While he did not have anything against families - and dearly loved his own, even though he still missed his mama the most and would have given anything for her return - he did not feel any particular draw to start one of his own anytime soon. Nor did he have any desire to stake out a claim on any of the herds. He had no ambition to lead. The two-toned youth was quite content to call Oinaze home and let Sly worry about being the leader of the herd and all that.
What he was interested in doing was exploring. Not the kind of exploring done while trying to find a land to claim or for some other ambition-driven reasoning. Rather, he just liked seeing what might be over that next hilltop. Especially if he might have the opportunity to find a turtle over that next hilltop. The youth had been fascinated by turtles ever since he had been just a tiny colt and his mother had shown him one of the hard-shelled creatures for the very first time. Perhaps it was because that had been the last day they'd had together, exploring the world around them and simply having fun or perhaps it was simply by virtue of them being interesting creatures, but Danuvius had been essentially obsessed ever since when it came to turtles. He'd had a tiny turtle with him that very first time he had stumbled his way into Krieg Partei, though he had been trying to find his mama to show her the tiny turtle that, for whatever reason, had not been hibernating at the time the way it should have been.
Toxic had tried training the young colt and while he now knew the basics of self-defense and what not, Dan had never had any real interest in fighting. Certainly not in killing. He could not see any reason to torture others. He had some responsibilities in Oinaze, even if he was not particularly interested in them, but he did try to be good since that was what he knew his father - albeit the skull-markinged hellion was not biologically the youth's father - wanted. Still, he preferred the times when he was allowed to go do what he wanted. Which, on this particular day, meant going out to the Free Lands to see if he could find a turtle. He was on a beach this particular day, though he had never paid enough attention to geography to have any idea which of the Free Land beaches it actually was. Someone he had encountered had mentioned something about sea turtles that were huge and he wanted to see if he could find one. Thus he was quartering back and forth along the shoreline, keeping his eyes peeled for any sign that might suggest a turtle such as had been described to him.
Character;; Danuvius
Tagged;; fleabittengray w/Creep
Notes;; <3
Timeline;; 7 years old