Messing with a new recruit was just the kind of attention he was seeking. Torsten fed on the violence and he needed this sort of action to quiet his current thoughts. This new kid might just keep a mare alive tonight. Luckily, the lad was able to skate by and avoid his barreling form. Torsten speeds past the golden stallion with a laugh as he asks what the boy was screaming for. He barely felt the nip of the male on his flank as he ran by. Torsten pulls up his head as he slows and turns around to face the stranger. He stops, a front hoof pawing at the ground with a grin on his red lips. ”Torsten,” he replies with his name in a quick response to Chronos’s short introduction. He didn’t notice the other stallion at first (he was too into his interaction with Chronos), but the younger stallion makes a clear motion that someone was watching him.

Brown eyes venture over to where the other Fjord stands grazing. At first the sight of him comes to shock Torsten. He has never seen another Fjord so close that wasn’t a relative of Liland. It was still possible the stallion’s children still walk the islands even long after he up and left. Torsten gets closer to the shorter golden youth just as he nudges his head with his suggestion. He snorts, but a twinkle in his eyes grow. Just as he had met this young stallion Torsten would meet this Fjord in a blaze of fire. Torsten rears up with a loud scream, front limbs kicking forward. As soon as all four of his legs were on the ground, he was moving towards Runar. He sticks as close to Chronos as he can (if the stallion charges with him) and aims to ram himself into the grullo Fjord just as he had done moments before.

Another laugh escapes him as he takes deep breaths to counter the burst of energy. If he missed, he would round the stallion with another laugh. If he hit, Torsten would take the blow like a man grunt and all.

red dun pangare overo | stallion | 4 years old | norwegian fjord mutt | 15.1hh | lagoon | warsaw x ylva