I guess he had gotten a little ahead of himself. His thoughts had become blank with rage as soon as he spotted the chestnut mare he once held in his grasp. She was rightfully his, so he thought, but she escaprd him and he didn't plan on letting it happen again. Once he had her back she would die his slave. Cullen's previous victory against Wasp had his ego soaring, but he should have been smart enough to know he had to keep his head level. Maybe he had made top much noise coming here or maybe she had already been warned he was out looking for his captives. Seems his mares found the right place to go.

Macabre was in a vunerable state right now. She was weak from just giving birth, but at the same time her will to fight would be at its peak. If he could only withstand her blows then he could wear her down to drive her away. The colt might not make the swim, but that was fine seeing how he had no idea who the sire was. If he had known who the sire was things would be different and his focus would be on stealing the boy rather than taking his mother. Macabre's son was the very colt he had wanted Cherish to have. The coupling he forced on his mother to create a Felony clone, but instead Clarity was born.

He had thought about killing the filly, but he thought she might be a pretty you for one of his men, but the trio escaped before he could arrange anything. Now that he had Raider he would have given the filly to him for his loyalty and hard work lately. He would just have to settle with the peak mare he recently won in battle. Eyes full of vengeance, glued to Macabre. The mare held a stance that told him she would fight with her life to keep her newborn safe and that look struck a feeling of lust to his loins. It was so attractive to be looked at with that kind of determination. A look that says she was ready to kill him, but he knew she could never.

For the first time in his life, he had the want to mount a mare and force his seed onto her. Once he had her home he would do just that dispite knowing no foal would come of it. He didn't know a baby, only the feel of her hatred under his golden frame. His fantasies were soon cast aside as another mare came barreling in with a kind of rage he didn't want to tackle today. He came injured from his fight with Wasp so he knew he wouls be at a disadvantage taking on two mares let alone three.

The unkown mare snaps at him which creates distance between himself and Macabre as he avoids her teeth. The paint mare then screams at him and he snorts with legs guiding him further back from the pair. He thought about attacking the vicious mare and taking her on, but the arrival of yet another mare drove this thought away. He would have to come back when he was rested and bring a trusty brother with him to distract these mares as he took back Macabre. He only stares at the group woth frustration before turning and limping back towards the sea. This was not the last they would seen of him! He would be back with a force to break their own bonds.


Cullen - Mutt - 15 - Palomino Min. Overo - 15.2hh - Lagoon Boss