Cadence

Cadence traveled through the lands. He was lost and alone. For a while after coming here he had been with a small group of ponies that he had come across. Though, they seemed to have disbanded and all gone their separate ways. This had left him alone. His dark eyes looked over the area for any signs of danger. Though none was seen. He walked through the field, looking for a good place to graze when he felt a pain in his leg. He looked down in time to see a snake slithering away. He reared up and attempted to trample the snake, doing so. Luckily it was not of the poisonous variety but out here it was very likely to get infected and he was limping slightly from the pain in his front leg...

Nadeem & Abhay

Of all the places Nadeem had him travel through, the Prairie was one of Abhay's favorites! The land was so open, the Marwari gelding could see in every direction without annoying trees to block his sight. Trees behind which wolves and other scary beasts might be hiding. With his ebony head held high, he could see exactly where they were going, and no that no predators were lurking nearby. Now, if only his human would stick to the prairie today and not venture into the woodlands beyond, as he was so fond of doing...

"Hey, look, who's that?" The gelding tossed his head a little and directed his velveteen muzzle in the direction of a smaller horse off in the distance. Nadeem patted at his neck and mumbled something in that strange human language of his, and urged Abhay onward. But the gelding shook his head and came to a slow stop, still looking in Cadence's direction. Nadeem made more human noises, sounding perturbed now, and again urged the horse onward. "Look, there's a horse out there! A lame one; don't you wanna go check it out?" Oh, Abhay knew that Nadeem couldn't understand him, but that didn't stop the talkative horse from trying. Besides, where some words failed, others could be conveyed through body language, and right now Abhay was declaring a keen interest in something further afield. Finally, the biologists spotted what Abhay was apparently interested in, and his futile attempts at moving his steed stopped. A pair of binoculars helped him identify the pony in the distance, along with the limp that Abhay had already noted.

Nadeem switched gears and gave Abhay a new set of commands, now directing the stallion towards Candence. And this time, Abhay happily started in the new direction, excited to be approaching a horse for once, rather than getting close to wild canines and other unsavory creatures.

Cadence

Cadence attempted to move away from the spot where he was when he heard the sound of another approaching him. In his present condition it would not do for him to have to try to defend himself. Already he had found that he was much at a disadvantage due to his smaller size but now with his wounded leg he was sure he would meet his doom if he stuck around. His movements were slowed by the soreness in his front leg that was bleeding rather profusely. Yet, he was trying his hardest to get away from the unknown being that was approaching him. He had not taken the time to try to see just how friendly they would be, he just knew that they were not familiar to him and that meant that they could be a threat. In his current condition he did not have time to test the waters like he usually would and he knew that. So, he tried his best to make it away from the two but he knew if they decided to put up a chase he had no chance because of his wounded limb.

Nadeem & Abhay

The ebony gelding picked his pace up to an easy lope. The sound of grass swishing past his legs, and the drone of cicadas around the sparse trees were all background noise to Abhay. One curved ear flicked back on occasion to listen to Nadeem, while the other remained poised forward in Cadence's direction. "Nch, nch." The click of the man's tongue had the horse slowing his pace even more, and circling wide around the lame pony as he attempted to get a closer look at Cadence without getting too close too quickly. With the tall grass, Nadeem couldn't yet see the blood, but it was obvious to him that this equine was wounded somehow.

"I'm not going to hurt you. Easy does it. Easy does it." His voice was soft when he spoke, trying to calm the fleeing pony as he got nearer. There was no telling if this was a feral horse, or one that had recently been released or lost. Either way, Nadeem was going to first see if a bit of gentle persuasion could calm the beast down.