I don't really like myself without you
His eyes flicker at the sound of another's scream from across the Peak. His eyes rolls at the sight of the spotted mare barreling towards then. Just great, he thinks in annoyance as the mare screams out at Hollis to run. Just what his pale faced mare needs, some hope. He had quickly squashed her last ounce of hope and now she was after another. The mare is close enough now to touch him, which she tries, by gracing his white skin with her teeth. Ironclad protest with an angry squeal. His weight tosses to his back end as his front hooves lash out into the space in front of him.
Was Hollis really worth all this trouble? No, but she was still his. He couldn't let this mares find him weak. Only a weak stallion would be giving her up without a fight. Plus, having some pretty girls pounding on him might be fun! He still couldn't rip off the annoyed look on his face as he turns to snap back at the spotted mare. She makes comments on how he doesn't belong before telling Hollis to run for it. "As long as my property remains here so shall I." For as long as Hollis was his he would come for her. Too bad their leader had gone after the only mare he actually cared about instead of their precious Hollis.
A smirk slides across his lips as he gains an interesting idea. "Tell that leader of yours I say hello, but oh, maybe you won't be able to. I think I shall claim you as my property as well. Take you and Hollis back to the Shore." He lunges towards her with teeth aiming to place a claiming nip of her shoulder. He would round up this unruly spotted mare then use her to find Hollis hiding among the mountains. But nothing happened as it should have. As his attention remains on his fight with Marceline, he does not notice all the others rushing towards him.
Ironclad could smell Romaro nearby and could hear Hollis yelling something. With some blows already exchanged between himself and Marceline, another appears by her side. A muffled laugh escapes him as he dodges her her lunge towards him. This was the current leader and the very mare he bested to gain Hollis. Tethys too. He had no doubt that he could defeat the mare again, but not outnumbered. His eyes narrow as her words taunt him.
It was at this time that a stallion steps forward. He does not look in the best shape to take them on, but the angry mares in the back give Ironclad pause. Was this stallion of theirs really going to risk his life for them? He doesnt understand that stallion's actions. There was only a very few mares he would trust with anything yet along his own wellbeing. Mares were liars. "Good luck with your pose back there," He scoffs at the stallion. He would laugh at the day this male got his heart broken. Ears twitch as the voice of Hollis speaks up among the crowd.
Ironclad turns his sour gaze to her with a snort. "Do you think you really matter to me, mare!" He shouts. "You are nothing in my life, but a prisoner. Don't you go thinking losing you will be a big loss." He laughs. "Plenty more of you around." He gaze goes from mare to mare. "Beisdes, I have another of you at home to tend to." Eyes return to Hollis. "It is just a pity I took her to keep you company. Now she has no use to me." A sadistic smirk spreads across his lips. The Peak would suffer, but he had to remember what was more important. Finding those targets and getting his vengeance.