"Creeeaaa." The old wooden bridge groans under you, and you shiver amidst all your jackets and sweaters. The structure feels sturdy under your feet, but those sudden wails it gives when your weight presses upon it are foreign. They do not belong in the otherwise silent night.

Then your feet hit solid ground, and you would be like to forget about what lay behind you, were it not for the creaks and cracks that continue long after you have descended to the banks of the river.

You are reluctant to turn around. You fear what you might see, knowing well enough that the bridge was only noisy when it felt something upon it. But you do look back, and what you see makes your heart leap in momentary terror, for a large equine figure is silhouetted menacingly against the moon.

You stifle a cry and stumble back, grabbing a nearby trunk for support. This phantom creature had no business with you--perhaps it would move on?

But then the stallion blares a startled snort as the wooden planks beneath its hooves splinter and fall. You get a magnificent view of him as he leaps from last of the falling wood, though you don't realise it at the time. You don't realise it because as the creature leaps to safety, it leaps right at you.

Black hooves strike the earth, spraying you with dirt. Legs strain to stop unwanted movement. His blue head is back as he tries to avoid you--then he stops.

For a moment, you are face-to-face with the creature. His hot breath hits your face, mingling with your own. Your eyes stare into his, and neither of you move for that one second. Then he churns up more dust as he backs quickly away. You almost think you hear a voice; some muttered words of apology. But your mind dismisses the thought as quickly as it had come. Horses don't talk, it chides itself. You watch silently as the stallion turns and darts away.

You stand alone once more.

Name: Frost
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Altar: Sacred Sea
Circle: Circle of the Sunlit Night
Special Stats: Warrior (Kraken)