Bahadır had spent most of the night in a restless sleep, his muscles ached and every breath was laborious. He had defeated the Dunes Queen, in the morning light of yesterday, she had fought valiantly. But he had came out victorious. He had not expected her second battle call as it rang out over the desert sands, without warning she had thundered down upon him. Yet again, they were locked into battle, but this time he was not victorious. After the sand had settled, they had went their separate ways. He had angled himself toward the scent of fresh water, and sought out a place he could rest without interruption.
The morning sun warms his mahogany hide, it washes the sands around him in pale yellows, brilliant oranges, and soft pinks. He pulls his aching legs under his lithe body and stands with a lurch. His dark eyes smolder with the victory of yesterday, still fresh on his mind. He swivels his delicately chiseled head to and fro, then steps from his resting place. It is time to find the herd. With each stride, blood pumps through his muscles chasing away the soreness. His hooves move across the sands with a catlike smoothness, his tail banners out behind him, and he raises his proud head.
A familiar feminine scent wafts into his flaring nostrils and his dark eyes search for her. He angles his body to follow the wafting scent, eager to tell her of his victory. His smoldering eyes drink in her as soon as he sees her on the horizon, her color stark against the tawny colored sands. An eager nicker leaves his lips, and he does not slow until he is upon her. "Good morning, my zahrat alsahra'," his native tongue fills the space between them. He presses his muzzle into the delicate skin at the base of her neck and breathes in her scent.
"I have defeated Shaydowfax in a battle," he says as he pulls his head from her. His dark eyes search hers wondering how she will respond to his news.
Egyptian Arabian mutt - Bay Rabicano - Stallion - 15.0 hh - Orhan x A'idah