To be honest, being blind as he was had it perks. Anubis could never really tell if it was light or dark-- it was always dark to him, though there were times that if enough light shown through he could make out shadows.
But this was the curse of what he enjoyed doing for far too long. It got to be too much, and his body couldn't take anymore it seemed. Anubis though had plans of returning to the other side some way.
However, he knew that was going to be complicated and take time.
Time he wasn't sure that he even had.
As the stallion sighed, he paused in walking as he'd originally thought he was alone -- another perk of not being able to see he relied heavily on his hearing and sense of smell.
Another horse.
He snorted. Instantly recognizing who it was.
The Sovereign.
"Your Grace," He started. Trying to find the words of what else he wanted to say but wasn't sure at all what would actually be appropriate for such a lovely mare.
