Meadow

If ever there was a moment in his life that he thought about giving everything up, it was now. Depthless emerald green ooids gleam as the coffee colored stallion let himself drink in her scent, savoring the salt of the ocean that clung to her coat and the faint scent of his own skin that still lingered there. Liland had not touched her. A sense of relief flooded through his veins. Of all the mares that came to call these islands home, she was the one he could not imagine another touching. The thought of having to watch her from afar even now was enough to make him want to give the damned stallion his mare and foals back.

The wolf growled. Though the beast was intrigued by the pale painted mare, it knew the importance of dominance and was determined to make Liland bow in submission. His taking of Zjeena had been retribution for disrespecting him in front of a pretty face. Had Liland simply bent the knee and accepted his fate, he would have his queen back by now. But no, he had to take his viper. Fire burned through his eyes as he watched her reel from him, her own brown and blue eyes alight with mischevief as she curls her lip upward in that cheshire smile. Yearning coursed through his veins as she danced nimbly out of his reach. She sneers and her words burn deeper than any wound upon his flesh. If words could kill, hers would no do doubt maimed him in this moment. The very thought of her belly swelling with the cream stallion's foal is enough to make him toss his head and strike out a forelimb in distaste. Dark eyes gleam in the pain light as he moves towards her again, ignoring the gnashing of her teeth and the threat of her flicking tail. He reaches for her now, blunt teeth nipping at her velvet shoulder, inhaling deep the scent flavor of her estrogen soaked skin. "I would kill him." he murmurs, his voice more of a gutteral, predatory growl than actual words. She calls him your majesty and like a burning ember that flame of power is once more ignited. A suave grin slides over his whiskered lips as he tugs playfully at a strand of her silvery white mane. "Of course... does that make you hott thinking about it? Does it make you long to feel my seed fill your belly?" he purrs hungerily, letting multifaceted eyes meet her own. He takes a step backwards, not trusting himself to be able to break away should she linger close for much longer. A single dial flickers towards the island, "You will be home soon I assure you."