Common

The commons was a place he could get his mind off Tinuvel for a moment and focus on getting his name out there. The newcomers usually came to the main island first and it was here, in the commons, that he met his precious Vita Nova. Many other mares have become his property from claiming them from the common grounds, but lately so much has been going on at home that he had no time to gain new mares. He focused his attention on his small band in the Inlet and worked to get what he lost restored. The gods may be angry with him now, but he would prove his worth to them.

Warsaw stalks the grassland, grabbing a few bites to eat, but his attention was set on a lone mare in the distance. He thought he might get lucky to find her homeless, but as he drew closer his smile soured. It was none other than the leader of the Dunes. Such a disappointment, he thought as he sees her large belly. She was a good fighter, he had to admit that, but he wondered who it was that allowed her to get so strong. Someone had to have taught her how to fight before coming to the islands. He would like to know who so he could rip their throat out.

"I see you let someone weaken you. Aren't you afraid to be pregnant when you have so much to lose?" His dark words slip from his lips as he approaches her. His eyes trace over her frame, heavy with child. He could easily take her now. He would kill her and her future spawn along with her. This mare was foolish to think she could lead a herd and still play mommy.