The sight of another horse approaching her met her senses before the sound of thundering hooves matched her own pounding tempo. Her bitter bored expression shifted to one of burning, anger filled hope. Maybe now someone would rise to meet a challenge and fight for what she believed was right and was her’s.
They raced and Adelheid’s limbs powered her forward, determined to give this mare a run for her money. Nothing about this encounter would be easy. Dark ears plastered back into her mane as Jasiri pulled level with her. The youth stretched her own stride as far as it would go, pushing herself into the fullest of gallops, revelling in the challenge she had accepted. She felt the nip on her shoulder and the shift in the lead mare’s stride. She was being bitten and pushed.
‘You’re mine.”
”No shit!” Adelheid snapped. With a shriek she pulled onto her haunches and lashed out with her feathered hooves. The blunt forces aimed at anything within reach to drive the other mare away. Force-claimed or not, Adelheid was not going to go down without a fight and no way in hell was Jasiri going to claim any prize unscathed.
Hooves meeting the earth once more, Adelheid surged forward, mouth agape to scrape against her foe’s neck. It felt like as a foal everything had been taken from her. Freedom, choice, the chance to dream and believe in fantasy and the unreal. Now she was going to make someone bleed for what they believed in.
Adelheid
Mare : Friesian Mutt : Black Splash : Inka&Valentine |