~Macawi glared up at her, unfazed by her cry of ringing defiance. She scuttled backward, her hooves spinning up a storm of whirling dust, as the larger year-long crashed back down. Something had just audibly and tangibly snapped within the yearling, and to the keen Macawi, it was blindingly obvious. "I don't know what just happened to you," she snorted, her dark eyes swirling with consternation, "but go."~
~Otaktay plunged into a thrumming sprint and leapt into Flood's wake, his ears ringing with the resound of a cry of defiance.
A shriek of broken toleration.
A screech of rebellion.
The burro kept pace with the larger stallion, his hooves hitting the ground twice for every time Flood's hoof found purchase. The dense forest began to gradually thin out, signalling that they were already nearing Sun-Soak Field. We've found our newest recruit.
And it's basically already recruited itself.~
Flood slowed to a silent walk as he neared the battle. In the middle of the field, two stalllions were entirley focused on eachother, with a few mountain herd horses still lingering as they drove off theor opponents. His calm, wise gaze turned and settled on the lanky pinto at the edge of the field. He instantly recognized the rage outlined in her young muscles, the wild light that sparked behind her eyes. "That's her" he snorted.
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Misae's hooves slammed into the dark forest soil. She raised her head, flagged her tail, and began to prance around Macawi, her long legs working slowly, steadily, balancing her lithe frame for a breif moment before she set them down. Giving her opponent no time for a reaction, her long neck snaked out and her bright white teeth flashed. There was now blood flowing slowly from Macawi's shoulder. Misae watched with pleasure as the wound pulsed with each heartbeat, then wheeled around and took off after Hinto, satisfied with herself.
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Flood stood in awe at the evil genius of the young horse. "Such control!" he breathed. Then raced off to intercept the young mare, slidding his powerful body in front of her.
Misae skidded to an abrupt halt, then reared and slammed her hooves into Flood's gleaming hide.
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Flood laughed. "You fought well, yearling" he nickered calmly, turning to face her.
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Misae crouched, her head lowered and her ears pinned, her heart still thudding with the thrill of battle. "I am not afraid of you" she snorted, swishing her tail in defiance.
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"Good, I never wanted you to be" Flood replied, raising his head. "Otaktay" he called, "Come, what do you think of her?"