[secretsparrow]

Centaurs ruled the woods, they had once been very peaceful creatures but that had changed in recent years because of a fight for territory. Many of the herds fought for peace, or what they thought would be peace but others simply wouldn't back down. It was a long battle, one that likely wouldn't end anytime soon. Sage was from a tribe in the north, near the mountains.He was young and had only recently been involved in the war but had been training for battle since he was young. Of course, due to his slightly smaller size, many didn't take him seriously or overlooked him. His fur was brown along with the hair on his head. He had the heart of a warrior, and yet, could be kind when he wanted to be.

He awoke surrounded by darkness the floor beneath him was cold and hard. Sage raised his head his vision blurry. He couldn't remember how he had gotten her, his herd had been attacked and the last thing he knew he had been fighting and now? He slowly sat up and looked around the small space. on the other side of the wall, he could see anther centaur chained down just as sage was. "Hey!" He called out into the darkness, it was too dark to see if the stranger was awake, or who they were. Perhaps it was someone from his home!