The Unforgiven

[Swifthoof]

The hot sun beat down on the land as a lone white stallion made his way toward the pool, his brown eyes flicking this way and that for danger. Tossing his head, he stopped beneath the branches of a tree, thankful for the relief from the blistering weather. Sighing, he lowered his head to graze, auds twitching for danger. A small breeze caressed his ivory colored mane and tail and a soft snort escaped his nostrils as he raised his head to look around for any predators. That was Kiba: always on edge.

[[R].ebel]

Thundering hooves plowed into the ground, clumps of dirt and grass flying up. Two black horses made thier way side by side across the plains at a full out run, thier ebony bodies shimmering in the bright sun.

Thor was larger than his younger brother, more defined in muscle tone. His color was aged however, as if he was an elder but Thor was far from it. He ran slightly ahead of his brother, despite the fact that Thunder was faster than him. Thor always held the lead no matter where they went. It was a mutual agreement between to the two, showing both authority and respect.

Thunder ran alongside his older brother, keeping easy pace with him. His body color was starting to look aged like his brother, but Thunder was still considered a colt because of his age. His eyes stayed straight foreward, training himself to keep an eye on the surroungings. A white figure came to view in the distance and he snorted, catching the scent of a rogue stallion. "Thor...stallion ahead."

Thor nodded, tossing his black mane in understanding. He had sensed it earlier than his brother but decided to wait until he caught on. Picking up his pace, Thor galloped on towards the stranger, letting out a nicker of both warning to thier approach and caution of the stallion.

[Swifthoof]

Ivory auds swiveled to the sound of hoofbeats and the stallion turned his head to see two ebon stallions galloping toward him. One of them let out a nicker and Kiba responded with just a stiff nod of his head. His ears slightly folded back, but only out of caution and habit. By what he could tell, the two seemed to be brothers. Snorting, he stayed where he was, eyeing the two, but not saying a word.

[[R].ebel]

Thor slid to a stop about twenty yards from the stallion, Thunder just in the nick of time, sliding to a stop beside him. Thunder watched his brother, waiting for what he was to do.

Thor nodded his head in greeting to the stallion. "Afternoon, stranger. I don't believe I have seen you here before. You belong to a herd?"

Thunder stayed silent as he brother assessed the situation. It was his duty to resepct and serve his older brother, as he had heard spoken in his Indian village. The young always respected their old. His eyes turned to the white stallion, watching him carefully but curiously.

[Swifthoof]

Afternoon, stranger. I don't believe I have seen you here before. You belong to a herd?

At the question, the stallion shook his head. No. I be a rogue. How about you? he asked, studying the two with calm, brown eyes. From what he could tell, they were related and the one that had spoken was the older of the pair. His eyes flicked to the younger horse, but he didn't say anything. Moments passed, before he spoke again. You two brothers?

[[R].ebel]

"We are of the Darksun Herd."

The white stallion was calm and collected much like Thor but Thunder seemed very anxious, stepping from one hoof to the other and back again. His eyes shifted from one stallion to the other, watching them with curiousity and anxiousness. Thor c.ocked an eye at his brother, tilting his head slightly but then turned his attention to the stranger.

"Yes we are. Two years apart. We were born to an Indian war village far off from here. I am Thor and this is Thunder."

Thor nodded his head in Thunder's direction who quickly stood straighter, stopping his anxious dance and looking to Thor. He remained silent his eyes switching from his brother to the white stallion.

"Obedient little brother, I'll give him that." Thor said with a soft chuckle. "What about you: you gotta name?"

[Swifthoof]

We are of the Darksun herd

At this, the stallion raised an eyebrow, but stayed silent. He had heard rumors of the dark herd, hence their name and thought them to be a coldhearted evil band of horses, but it seemed as though he misunderstood. His eyes flicked to the other horse, who seemed anxious and he couldn't help but smirk a little. Yet the other seemed calm and collected, much like himself. What about you: you gotta name?. Kiba blinked at the Thor's question and slowly, he nodded. My name is..Kiba he answered, a little hesitant. He was slow to trust others.

[[R].ebel]

Thor nodded his head in greeting to Kiba and Thunder quickly repeated the gesture. Thor could sense the stallion was hesitent and he couldn't blame him. You couldn't trust anyone now days.

"Kiba, eh? Hm, sounds like a very... unusual name. But I guess Thor isn't that usual either. Well, we know you are a rogue... I guess it must feel strange being near a couple of herd horses."

Thunder seemed to loose focus on Kiba and stared at the pool of water. It looked so refreshing...but he didn't want to look weak to his brother. Thor snorted, a strong breeze suddenly blowing through the lands. The scent of storm was in the wind and Thunder's tail swished as his eyes rose to the dark sky in the east.

OOC: *Bleh*

[Swifthoof]

Kiba, eh? Hm, sounds like a very... unusual name. But I guess Thor isn't that usual either. Well, we know you are a rogue... I guess it must feel strange being near a couple of herd horses.

The ivory colored stallion tossed his head, mocha optics flicking from one horse to the other before speakig. I guess he answered, looking to the pool. Keeping an eye on the two, he left the shade of the tree and walked toward the pool. Dipping his head, he drank his fill before raising it and looking toward Thor and Thunder. Without saying a word, he stepped back to let them drink if they wished. He wasn't really much a talker.

[[R].ebel]

At the offer for water, Thunder's eyes widened with delight and he made a move to go drink from it but as soon as he did, Thor reared up and slammed him into the ground. Thunder lay in shock on the ground looking up at his older brother, who snorted in irritance.

"You know you are in training, Thunder. No water for an entire day."

Thunder gulped, feeling his terribly dry mouth suddenly get drier. The black horse forced himself to standing, his head hung low.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Thor snorted and shook his mane, realizing that the hit must have been a surprise to Kiba. He looked to the ivory stallion.

"I know it must look bad but when you have to be tough... you gotta be rough."

[spiritsrain]

A young mare had been off on an adventure,and had just come from a raid she had preformed as a dare.A red handkerchief flying like a flag from her mouth,she cried out in triumph and picked up speed.She then noticed three other horses in the distance.

Who these three were,she didn't know,but being very adventurous,she decided to carefully approach."Hello.Is there a problem here?Any way I could help?" She asked timidly.