HUGAN GRAVES
Let me paint this clear, life is short, my dear.
The morning sun had just started to ride, its bright colorful rays peeking over the horizon. Colors of orange, pink, and purples spread across the clouds, a perfect painting in the sky. The wind picked and pulled at everything it could touch, including the matted, silvery hair of the stocky stallion standing on the beach. His hair tugged at his neck, whipping at his face before pulling clear of his features. He stood with his hooves pressed into the rocky sand, the cold water lapping at his legs. The scent of salt and brine filled his nostrils, the sound of crashing waves filled his ears. Although Hugan had been grounded since his wreck, he had always been a sea man. His old clan was one of vikings; the sea being their partner. It provided travel, food, and play. He did not fear the water as it rolled threatening before him, but he respected it. He knew, all it took was catching her in a bad mood, and his life could end in a watery grave.
Since coming to these new lands, Hugan found himself seeking out the sea. It was a place of comfort, a place of rest. He loved the feel of the cold, salty ocean mixing with his striped coat. He loved watching the crashing waves and listening to their roar. His head dipped down as he let out a soft breath, his eyes closing momentarily as he remembered his old friend from his days as an ambassador. Oblaur had known the dangers of the sea more than Hugan, yet he had paid for it. The bird skull pierced into the unicorn's ear, the ache in his jaw from artificial teeth, the eye he could no longer see from.. all reminded him of that every day.
However, Hugan was not one to dwell on the past. What was done was done, and there was nothing he could do about it. Squinting against the bright sun, he rose his head once more, flicking his head as his forelock slapped across his face. His long horn seemed to glow in the rising light, the emerald carved eyes gleaming against the obsidian backdrop.
It was then that he heard sand shifting behind him, his ears shifting back, but body still as the waves continued to play at his hooves.
Hope this is alright!
