hellscream, hell is empy, and the devils are here

Whether the red stallion had come to realize it or not, he has made an impact upon the scattered lost islands. His legacy left in one already, and the start of a tale to be told to future generations. His sands were something out of an epic saga; hot and boundless with wide open sky that stretched for miles. Among the rolling seas of gold the red stallion is stuck in something of a wanderlust; searching every knoll no matter how big or small, every crook and crevice of his barren home.

In his time here, he has found a small oasis, shrouded by green leaves, patches of grass and tall palms. They stood lazily, the fanned stems swaying with the occasional sigh of breeze -- there was little to stop the frequent sigh of hot wind. It was in one of these breezes that he had caught wind of her. Immediately, Hellscream moves to investigate. It didn't take him long to find her, standing a stones throw from the great sea that divides territories from the mainland. His red tail flicked, the tattered tassels swaying like a wartorn banner behind him before following in his wake.

He bore down upon her, meeting her face-on. His relaxed display becomes one of dominance and aggression -- like fire. His white-and-red neck arched, pink chin damn near touching his chest. He shoves his nose against hers. His is chiseled and rough looking, his thick whiskers tickling at her skin. What usually would have been considered a pleasant greeting (and that isn't to say it was not entirely so), turned into something more rough and possessive. The golden mare smells of the stallion that he confronted, and his neck harbored a fresh sore from their brawl.

It was the height of the breeding season, and Hellscream, whom is an intense stallion at his best, is even more so in the face of his competitors flock. It is then Hellscream is driven to do the unthinkable; claim more than his share of spoils from their conflict. Without so much as a word spoken to her, he shoves his bulky mass into her, rubbing his stink upon her, before trying to mount and cover her.

[It's alright if you don't want her to be forcebred, or even bred, just have her beat him up :> he's a little pigheaded right now for two reasons(he beat up Pyrate, and, breeding season, woo!) It could be a fun plot either way!]