+N o t h i n g+ Else {Matters}

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A smirk showed up on the stallion's face as his plan started to work..or so he thought. As he neared Thunder, Coldheart came barreling through and imbalanced the younger horse off his hooves. Not what I had in mind, but it works he thought as a split second later, he made to follow her when the bay leader blocked his path.

An angry snort escaped his nostrils as his teeth started to bare, preparing to fight his way out if he had to. He was outnumbered, sure, but with Alasdi's limp he hoped it would be relatively easy to get out.

So much for true love..

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Blue optics narrowed at the stallion's mocking words and he felt anger boil up inside him. As if you would know anything about love, Alasdi[/color] he hissed, saying the bay's name in disgust. Tossing his head, he took off after Coldheart, his white tail flicking toward Alasdi, hoping to slap him across the face or nose. Either would work for him.

The dapple gray didn't get very far as something suddenly impacted his side making him hit a tree. Baring his teeth, he looked to see a snow white stallion ready for battle, his head lowered to fight.

Where do you think you're going, Cimarron?[/color] snarled Kavik as he kept his eyes on the gray, oblivious to the other horses standing there, much less his leader. Graystorm glared at the other before he took off again, barely missing Kavik's teeth as they grazed his hindquarter.

Kavik snorted in anger and was about to follow him when he noticed Thor, Thunder and Alasdi standing there. Tossing his head, he flicked his eyes toward the bay. Should we go after them, Alasdi?[/color] he asked, his tone slightly holding an edge to it as he was still simmering about missing an opportunity to capture the dapple grey.

Graystorm's hooves kicked up dirt as he ran after the mare, dodging trees and jumping logs. After a few minutes, he was at her side, a grim expression crossing his face that soon disappeared as he noticed the blank look in her eyes. At that he didn't know what to do and he knew that leaving her birthplace must be heart wrenching for the mare, but he didn't say anything since what could he say? Sorry? Tossing his head, he nickered to Coldheart before he lengthened his stride and lead her to the woods of the Cimarron. [/blockquote]

((New thread in the Cimarron, Rebel?))[/size]

[[R].ebel]

((-nods-nods- Yeppers! If you want that is. ^^))



Heart wrenching with every step, Coldheart felt the heaviest of weights on her shoulders, as if they were trying to drive her straight into the ground. She was running blindly, not really seeing what lay ahead, but her blank expression did not change. If not for her pride, Coldheat would have allowed the hot tears that she had locked away to run down her cheek, but she would not allow it. Head held high and proud, the small bay ran without looking back, giving off the impression she didn't care, but that was so far from the truth.

It wasn't until she heard Graystorm nicker that she remembered she had beckoned him to come. Her eyes unchanging as she looked at him, she tried to register his nicker, trying to figure out what it meant. It was not that she didn't understand, it was that she was so consumed with her grief and hatred and love and every other emotion that toiled beneath her hide, she wasn't all there to realize what he wanted. It wasn't until he was ahead of her that Coldheart realized she was to follow, and she did so with no objections, taking extra precaution not to look back at her homeland.

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"As if you would know anything about love, Alasdi."

That wasn't true. He knew it was a waste of time, that it caused you to be weak and unfocused. He despised love.

Sometimes the black pain in his heart would arise again from some old, cursed memories, but as always, the bay stallion surpressed them, and let himself grow calloused. He was stronger this way. Much stronger.

The gray stallion leaped foreward. Alasdi let his tail hit across his nose. It felt like a whip. The bay stallion didn't care. He glared after the stallion with ears pinned back, eyes glittering with pure hatred.

And then, out of nowhere, a white form attacked the stallion, and Alasdi chuckled. But much to his chagrin, Graystorm got away anyways.

"Should we go after them, Alasdi?"

His ears flicked to Kavik's question. "No, let them go," he hissed, now annoyed that he didn't have the chance to torture Graystorm further. "Let them warn their pathetic herd. Come summer, we will destroy them." With that, the bay stallion turned and walked away, angry, furious, but smirking.