Pierce caught the stallion's scent probably before he even actually stepped foot on this godforsaken place. Her heart lept and the bay mare charged forward toward the scent. There was no mistaking that it was her Nikola. However, as she stumbled through the sand, a part of her wondered if he had come back for her or for Vesti.

Sunken eyes caught sight of of her swamp boy and there was the handsome but cowardly Badr. This could either be really good or really bad. The mare surged forward faster with ears plastered to her skull. Pierce hoped to knock the flaxen haired boy over, but she hadn't eaten since she was stolen and her skeleton was beginning to surface. She skidded to a stop near Nikola and glared at Badr.

This brute didn't deserve her signature mark. No, he deserved a swift kick to the stallion-hood. Anything to make sure he didn't pass on his cowardly genes. Pierce stood as still as she could to assess the situation.

Replies:

• Let there be fire. - By BADR July 22, 2012 at 08:07:30 PM
  • And everybody knows - By nikola July 25, 2012 at 01:38:30 AM
    • x. - By badr July 31, 2012 at 06:32:58 AM