All The Way To Hell We'll Roll

He had been wandering. Meandering honestly. There wasn't anything to do. He was fucking bored. Huffing through his nostrils he trotted aimlessly in the wet vegetation. He hated the wet, the sogginess. He wanted the heat back and the sun blistering his skin with its intensity. He longed for the long days and nights where the sun never seemed to set. The hot breeze in his mane. That was all gone now, and it made him pissed off. Fuck this shit, he was gonna try and set something on fire. That is until someone came crashing through the portal right to his hooves. Blinking rust orange eyes he gazed down at the gigantic... green beast. He was unconscious, sprawled on the ground with no signs of waking up any time soon. Shit... should he try and wake him? Maybe he should at least check to make sure that the man was dead. Taking a step closer he prepared to nudge him, but he was interrupted by blue eyes shooting open and a gasp escaping his lips. He recoiled at once, ears flat and ready to fight, but he didn't need to. The man was slowly standing, and damn was he tall. He tried to soothe his ego but the massive difference between the two made it clear Rico wouldn't stand a fucking chance if they had to duke it out. But he remained rigid, staring this beast down with the most feigned confidence he could muster before beginning to speak,"Take a second and relax dude. The Portal's a bitch to newcomers." DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GRIND YOU DOWN

@Calhoun Ryder