Breathing was slowly returning into his lungs and consciousness was also starting to come back to the large tobiano chestnut stallion. That was when his left eye shot open and started to roll around, he seen a sort of rocky outcropping and blue skies and nothing else. He smelled the air there was familiar smells of vegetation but also there was no familiar smell of the very space he was in. This baffled him and decided to roll over onto his stomach and so get his hooves under him and push upwards to stand. It took him three times before he succeeded and looked slowly around. Looked to be a stream running through this area. That was good at least there was water. He then thought about his little harem of mares.
Renegade then let out a loud whinny so as to see if they was nearby and there was no answer. He then decided to follow the stream down from it's flow and to see if there was any shallow area and so be able to cross as he didn't need to go into a deep hole and possibly injure a leg as that could be a death sentence as he would be unable to fight or flee from danger if it showed. He had spent the last two years getting his four mares and he would be damned if some bachelor would come in and swoop them up right under his nose as he was knocked out cold. Where was he and who was responsible was all that was going through his head at the moment. This had got to be a joke or a cruel prank pulled by those pesky two leggers, or maybe even those iron vultures that just loved to buzz over head or the thump thump thump and so hover, Renegade never seen the buzzing kind able to do that as they seemed to always go straight ahead. He then put the skids on and stopped that was when he realized he had never seen this place before in his life and so had no idea if his mares was even here close by. But sniffing the wind there was at least other creatures abound and also could that be a faint wiff of a stranger and fellow equine. If so maybe they could tell him just where it was that he had been placed in.
So the large painted brute decided that trying to at least track his mares was a dead end and decided to at least see if anyone would be crossing here. He needed to at least get a bearing on where he was at and maybe find out who was who as he knew he was trespassing on some other horses territory and if they was like Reny they would view him as a threat and so make it a point to shove him off it and make him beat tracks. But if this was indeed a new land and was pretty much like it was here it could turn out to be even better than the high plains he called home before. Also if there was other horses that meant there was mares and that also could play right into his hooves on rebuilding what was so wrongly taken from him.
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Renegade then let out a loud whinny so as to see if they was nearby and there was no answer. He then decided to follow the stream down from it's flow and to see if there was any shallow area and so be able to cross as he didn't need to go into a deep hole and possibly injure a leg as that could be a death sentence as he would be unable to fight or flee from danger if it showed. He had spent the last two years getting his four mares and he would be damned if some bachelor would come in and swoop them up right under his nose as he was knocked out cold. Where was he and who was responsible was all that was going through his head at the moment. This had got to be a joke or a cruel prank pulled by those pesky two leggers, or maybe even those iron vultures that just loved to buzz over head or the thump thump thump and so hover, Renegade never seen the buzzing kind able to do that as they seemed to always go straight ahead. He then put the skids on and stopped that was when he realized he had never seen this place before in his life and so had no idea if his mares was even here close by. But sniffing the wind there was at least other creatures abound and also could that be a faint wiff of a stranger and fellow equine. If so maybe they could tell him just where it was that he had been placed in.
So the large painted brute decided that trying to at least track his mares was a dead end and decided to at least see if anyone would be crossing here. He needed to at least get a bearing on where he was at and maybe find out who was who as he knew he was trespassing on some other horses territory and if they was like Reny they would view him as a threat and so make it a point to shove him off it and make him beat tracks. But if this was indeed a new land and was pretty much like it was here it could turn out to be even better than the high plains he called home before. Also if there was other horses that meant there was mares and that also could play right into his hooves on rebuilding what was so wrongly taken from him.
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