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Your Queen | ||
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The Herd Name, Name, Name | The Sub-Herd Name, Name, Name | |
Allies Name (Land) | Enemies Solomon (Cove) | |
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Posted on November 19, 2019 at 01:55:33 AM by CAIN
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As the mare had first looked his way, she almost looked confused by his scream. Did she not know that her scent was like a bomb going off in his nostrils, telling him that she was from another herd? Even the ocean water couldn't wash all that away. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that she was holding herself dominantly once he got a look at her. Even from a distance, a strange mare with her head up and snaking her head at his herd mare would be a red flag, don't care who you are. As he charged down upon her, he could see a look that he was more familiar with in her eyes, the look of excitement. He was sure to be matching that by now, even as his muscles clenched and tightened with every blow he sent her way. She kicked out with a hind leg, her hoof skimming his fore leg as he swept them forward at her, trying to drive her back. He made a sound like a purr in his throat as it made a knocking sound and fresh blood started to trickle from the red, raw skin. He flared his nostrils, drinking in that scent like it was the best cologne. The strange mare laughed as she dodged back but he kept right on lunging forward, his wide hooves not sinking as easily as one might think. Smaller hooves would be more likely to sink in, so he had an advantage in this. She told him that it was about time he showed up and he snorted. "Right on time, as always, snowflake." He growled even as he jumped into her path to block her from running too far. He was already right on top of her so any movement to cut off and dodge, he would be quick to get in the way, using his big body as a barrier. As she raised herself up, he plowed forward, sure that his momentum and bulk could make her move more than it would with him. As her teeth pinched the skin of his neck, he made the sound of pleasure again, even leaning into her teeth right before he turned his head to try to sink his own teeth into her own neck. He snapped his teeth, trying to get deep and taste her blood on his tongue. He would even jerk his head like he'd seen dogs do while in captivity, trying to rip and tear her skin so he'd be more likely to get a chunk worthy enough to swallow. As they came down, the mare moved down his side and he turned his head, trying to aim more brutal snaps at her flanks and back, anything to draw blood and get more flesh in his mouth. As she turned her flanks to him and lifted her hindquarters to kick, he chuckled and pushed himself sideways right into her so that her hooves would miss, not able to raise high enough to get a good kick while he was merely poked by her hocks in his stomach. "Mmm, that tickles, darling. Keep them coming. You almost had the spot." He taunted her, his nostrils drinking in the smell of their blood like it was the ultimate tea party. As the mare went to leave, he snorted in disappointment followed her to the water, standing in the waves as she called back over her shoulder. He scowled, his ears folding back. "What the hell is a Warsaw and why is he too chicken shit to do his own regarding?" He snorted and tossed his head before turning back to Geneva, wanting to make sure she was okay. He heard her call out to the mare, pretty much thinking along the same lines as him, it would seem. The idea made him smirk. As Geneva moved closer to him, he stepped out of the water and regarded her, looking her over to make sure there were no marks. As she moved her head as if to groom him, he tensed only a second before remembering what she had done before and how he had liked it. He let his body relax and let out a sigh as his head lowered. "She didn't try to harm you, did she? I can always chase her down and make more marks, if so." He asked Geneva. He didn't smell any blood on her, but it's not like he needed much of a reason for violence. Cain_stallion_5yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert photo by happinesseater@deviantart |
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