Prince Zyklion EverStone

During the night fall the price would often go on horse back rides down the old trail. On his horse Moose, a large stallion with a roached mane and a short tail. His coat a silky smooth, the color being a dark bay color.

He had changed into something that complemented his body, while his long black hair fell past his shoulders and stopping half way past his back had been a bit messy. Since he didn’t bother to do it.

As he rode along the trail he had came across an odd noise, and of course he went to investigate it. Heading off trail a bit he spotted a woman roaming around. A bit of suspicion rose in his chest as he watched the woman. She didn’t seem as if she was from the castle, nor did she seem as if she was even from the kingdom. Was she a spy? Or worse. He only shook his head, this woman looked nothing of the sort. She looked as if she couldn’t even ride a horse properly without falling off before even getting on.

Climbing off of his own horse, Moose. He tied him to a branch before slowly making his way to the woman. “Hello?” He called out as he was a bit farther not wanting to just creep up behind her like a total creep. “Who are you?” He questioned raising an eye brow. Starting to come closer, his hand on the hilt of his sword in case something went wrong.