It hadn’t been that long since Argento had grown big that he, slowly but surely, began to venture out on his own more and more. He was only a little hesitant because he knew little about the world outside of his family’s grotto tucked away within the forest. It was so secluded unless you knew which path to take or accidentally stumbled upon it you would never find it. But that was the way his mother liked it. With the changing world and new threats she had withdrawn most of the family to there where they could grow but be protected.
Some would say maybe that left him a little sheltered and unaware of the realities of the outside world but the dappled stallion was taught much too by the older members of the family. So while his experiences were limited he would at least be prepared with a little bit of knowledge to at least help him get by.
He had increased the distance in which he ventured each day and soon he would leave the shelter of the trees which he had come to know like the back of his hood.
One day he had stumbled upon a two legger group hunting on the edge of the forest. When they had spotted him they seemed surprised but non threatening. He wasn’t too worried about them hurting him, he was rather strong. But Esparda had warned him that if they ever had ropes to run away as fast as he could.
But he hadn’t returned to that part of the forest in a few days. Giving the two leggers time to move on.
No today he had returned to a large field he had discovered on the eastern edge of the forest that lead to the open plains. He’d snuffled around for a bit takingin all the new scents and listening to all the new sounds that he could hear. With each new venture he made his heart rushed with excitement but he made sure to remain vigilant of what was going on around him.
Argento did not want to start off his adventures in a bad situation.
