From Yesterday

[Swifthoof]

Nostris flared as a gray colored stallion slowly entered the Darksun lands. He knew he shouldn't be here especially when he got caught and had a personal encountere with Alasdi, but he could really care less. Snorting, he tossed his head as his azure orbs spotted the rock where the leaders called meetings. Grinning, he trotted toward it before turning around and facing as he would a herd. The wind caressed his white mane and tail and he half reared, stomping his hooves in mock authority.

[[R].ebel]

"Mockery of a lead stallion is frowned upon in this herd..."

A small bay mare who owned the voice trotted out in front of the opposite. She snorted, stopping in front of him and pawing the ground. Ears were pinned back in anger towards the stallion... but she couldn't help but have some strange feeling in her. Wipping it away, she bared her teeth threateningly.

"Cimarron horses are not allowed upon Darksun lands... And now you are in for some trouble."

[andiroo]

She was grazing quietly some distance from the single, massive boulder that formed the meeting place for Alasdi and other leaders when the Outsider approached. She looked up and perked her ears in curiosity, munching still on a mouthful of grasses. Grass that fell from her open mouth as the stranger desecrated the Darksun rock with a antagonizing display of dominance.

A small bay mare approached the stallion, her teeth bared in anger at his mockery of their lead stallion. She warned him of the trouble he would definitely face for both trespassing and mocking Alasdi. The piebald filly shivered reflexively, Alasdi was a terrifying figure when you were on the receiving end of his anger. She briefly recalled an incident in her childhood before deciding she would get a better glimpse of this stranger before the lead stallion make quick work of him.

The grey stallion was handsome in his own right, Wachiwi supposed, cocking her head slightly, with his white mane and tail he seemed to be fog embodied. Piercing blue eyes scanned the scattered herd around the rock, and she carefully approached. She'd never actually seen a Cimarron horse before, and her cursed curiosity (that everyone always said would be her downfall) compelled her to get a closer look.

[Swifthoof]

Mockery of a lead stallion is frowned upon in this herd.

Graystorm whirled around to see a small bay mare a few feet away. He snorted, tossing his head as a small smile crossed his muzzle. Guess I didn't get the memo he answered, azure orbs flicking at the filly that had joined them. Flicking his ears in acknowledgement, they pricked at the bay's next set of words. Cimarron horses are not allowed upon Darksun lands... And now you are in for some trouble. Despite the trouble he was in, the stallion couldn't help but grin, amusement filling his blue eyes. Care to show me, then? he answered, lifting his head high. Sarcasm was his greatest gift even if it annoyed the heck out of some.

[[R].ebel]

Lanterns blazed at the stallions words and legs lifted into the air, letting out a threatening call.

"You shall pay for your mockery!"

With that, Coldheart leaped at the gray stallion, her teeth aimed for his throat.

[andiroo]

Wachiwi let out a whinny of protest, surely this stranger didn't deserve to taste Coldheart's brand of justice? The filly moved swiftly, hooves seeming to fly as she hoped to intervene or intercept Coldheart's next attack. She now stood, hooves planted firmly into the soil, at 'ground zero' of this fight, prepared to fight one or the other depending on who acted first.

"It isn't my place or yours to dispense justice on the Cimarron. That right is Alasdi's, especially seeing as this one's a repeat offender. Perhaps we should summon him here to judge before just striking him down," she reminded the older mare in a low tone, her body language clearly defensive and submissive, though she was ready to defend the stranger if the small bay refused to back down and await the lead stallion. She shook her distinctly-patterned coat as though dispelling an unpleasant thought or swarm of gnats. She cocked a triangular ear at the hoofbeats approaching, wondering if Alasdi would show himself without being summoned.

[Swifthoof]

You shall pay for your mockery!

The stallion blinked as Coldheart leaped at him and he quickly swerved out of the way, feeling the wind of her attack. Not bad. You're pretty quick he said, keeping an eye on the other in case she decided to join in.

But the filly stepped in between him and the mare, defending him. He raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing. If the mare took the filly in as a traitor, he was ready to defend her even if she happened to be a Darksun member.

(Ugh..no muse..)

[[R].ebel]

Coldheart snorted at the gray stallions comment but was more concerned and angered with the filly. The bay mare turned to her, keeping a close eye on the gray stallion so as he didn't try to attack or escape.

"Listen, filly." Coldheart said with a snort and a toss of her mane. "You obviously don't know about Alasdi rules. Any member of the Darksun has the right to defend thier territory and here I have the right as well. I am a fighter of the Darksun, born to protect it. You can ask Alasdi about that yourself and you'll see that I'm the most loyal and trusted of the Darksun. I've been with the herd my entire life and I will not stand to allow an air-head like this Cimarron to cross on to my homeland without so much as being taught a lesson." She stepped right by the filly, glaring at the gray Cimarron but she was not finished with the filly yet. "I suggest before you speak again, you learn about your own leader and what his judgment is, unless you don't value your life. For that could be considered an insult to our great leader, Alasdi..."

[andiroo]

Wachiwi lowered her head in acknowledgement to Coldheart. Of..course. You're right, she said softly, flicking an ear to the intruding stallion. The filly was embarrassed, having not known the Darksun rules by heart yet. It was so much easier to just blend in with the others, do as they do, than to be a walking, talking, grazing rulebook. She heaved a sigh, turning a blue eye to the stallion. You...should just get out of here already. Before I...I... she threatened half-heartedly, she knew she couldn't bring herself to attack this one. Sure, he was trespassing...but still. Some part of her wanted to chase him off, and just keep running. Her skin quivered as though shaking away a swarm of flies. ...before I chase you off myself! she finished, head raised high and defiant. She stomped a hoof and blew through her nostrils, waiting for his (or Coldheart's) next move...

[Swifthoof]

The stallion watched as the mare scolded the filly for her actions and his auds flicked in curiousity. He would have gotten away, except the mare was keeping an eye on him. Hearing the filly's words, he raised an eyebrow before a small glimmer of amusement flickered in his azure orbs. He never did learn his lesson. Tossing his head, he faced them both. I'll leave if you make me. Beat me and you'll never see me on your lands againhe said, raising his head in defiance.

[[R].ebel]

"I'll leave if you make me. Beat me and you'll never see me on your lands again"

Coldheart's eyes blazed with anger at his challenge. The fighter inside could not be stopped, though she felt something she knew little about, and she reared, pawing the air, her ears pinned flat on her head.

"If its a fight you want, its a fight you'll get!"

The small bay slammed her hooves in the ground and charged for the gray stallion, teeth aimed to slash at his throat.

OOC: Hey, Swifty, do you still want Coldheart and Graystorm to be together? [I'm trying to figure out how to work it in if you still want it to go like that]

[andiroo]

Wachiwi had never fought, at least other than in play as a foal. She nervously paced, hooves raising bits of grass with their frenzied movement. Her eyes were wide as she watched the small bay Coldheart charge the grey stallion, her own eyes blazing with challenge and rage. Scared and unsure of what to do, she followed Coldheart's lead and attempted to charge them both, though her steps were slower and forced, as though she were running through mud. She closed her eyes as she got closer to the ensuing fight, she didn't want to see it, be in it, but she had to do something...

[Swifthoof]

(Yeah..hmm...maybe Coldheart can get soft like last time or something like that?)

Seeing the mare charge at him, he moved out of the way, feeling her teeth an inch away from his throat. Rearing, he snorted as he kept one eye on the filly who seemed to have no idea what to do. Turning back to Coldheart, he charged at her before whirling around and trying to hit her with his back legs.

[[R].ebel]

OOC: Yeah that's what I was thinking about. I normaly don't know how it'll play out until it hits me one day like a rock. ;D


BIC:

The small bay snorted as she missed her target but was soon having to go on defense when he attacked. She went to dodge the attack but had to watch out for the filly and was therefore kicked in the shoulder by the stallion's attack. She bared her teeth from the pain but was more angered that the filly was getting in her way.

"Stay out of my way or die, filly!"

Coldheart quickly manuvured towards the stallion's side, rearing and aiming her hooves for his own shoulder.

[andiroo]

Stay out of my way or die, filly!

Coldheart's threat ignited something deep inside Wachiwi, an anger she'd never known before taking her over like a fire on the dry plains: destructive and swift. Instinct ruled her, young muscles bunching as she charged Coldheart for real this time, neighing a shrill challenge. She'd had enough of this. Either she'd run the mare and the stallion off (HA. Fat chance, indeed.), or the mare would kill her. Or she could run, leave the herd. She wasn't built for this hostile-takeover business. Eyes flashing, Wachiwi hoped to barrel shoulder-long into the bay. She could only keep moving forward...