Steady Blaze [Pack Meeting]

His teeth cropped at the summer grass, thick mane dragging along the ground as the stallion munched his way through one of the many snacks that were required to keep a horse’s gut happy. Their bellies were meant to always be working, transforming forage into energy, and he didn’t plan on going empty bellied any time soon. Ulcers weren’t fun.

A howl reached his ears and he paused in his chewing, ears pricking before he turned and set off at a trot, hooves drumming steadily.

It wasn’t often that Valhalla held a meeting more than once in a while, so enough must have happened to merit one. He knew some of it, but he was always open to hearing what more there was to be said.

The stallion dropped into an amble as he arrived, horned head dipping in greetings as he moved to one side, nearer to the back of the clearing—it wasn’t a sign of low rank so much as an acknowledgement he made that he was a very large creature with big hooves and a glowing coat. He preferred to stay out of the way of the smaller members of the pack. Crushed paws weren’t something he wanted to inflict by accident.

He lowered himself to the ground, tail flicking to spread over the ground as he settled in and waited for the rest of the pack, smiling at the three that he’d formed good ties with since his decision to join the pack his mother had been part of long ago. How was she, he wondered…

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think