Evening Sun(Song/Open)

The dapple gray stallion had been wandering the wastelands for what felt like ages. The sweltering sun was mercilessly pounding on his pelt and there was little water to be found. The grass crackled and broke beneath his feet as he tried to find his way out. He had to get to water, or else he would die. Deja'Vu moved at a slow pace. He knew that if he exerted too much energy, he would increase his chances of dying. Survival was on his mind here. Moving along, practically dragging his hooves, Deja hoped to see green grass and some water soon. He was almost worried that this would be his resting place, where the buzzards would pick at his decaying flesh, or worse, become a mindless slave to this so-called dragon that no one had yet to see. Did such a beast exist? He had only heard whispers of it, but had not seen this beast for himself. While curiosity was pulling at him, he knew not to attempt it. For now, he just wanted to get through here and that was what he aimed to do.