Bahadır alwaqt la yughayir alwaqt yakshif
Bahadir's blood boils, he can feel it hot within his pulsing veins. His dark eyes smolder with every vile word that Cain throws at him. He asks for him to submit to him just because he had pissed in the sand first?! The anger seethes beneath the surface, and his mahogany hide quivers. Cain has yet to show him that he is worthy of the desert, his desert. All the majnun has done, is throw insults and ugly words, trying to bully him into submitting to his will. He tosses his proud head and narrows his dark eyes on Cain. He tries to pathetically explain why he had attacked him that day on the beach.
"You, Cain, did not even give me a moment to explain myself," the words spit from his lips. All of this could of ended differently if he had just allowed him a moment to speak. "The pale woman was scared, and you acted like fathat almuakharih," the curse leaves his lips. With a sneer he translates for him. "Asshole."
He turns from the stallion, he had no further interest of entertaining the tyrannical man any longer. His hooves dig into the desert sands, pointing in the direction of the Dunes. He knew that Cain would follow after him, snapping at his heels, so his legs stretch into a ground devouring gallop. These lands are his home, from the hidden oasis' to where the desert begins to transform into dunes. Sand sprays out behind him, leaving Cain to decipher their conversation. The man needs another to help protect his lands, but until he could speak to Bahadir calmly, he had not interest in having a pissing match with him.
Egyptian Arabian mutt - Bay Rabicano - Stallion - 15.0 hh - Orhan x A'idah
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