A frustrated snort leaves the young stallion's nose as his hooves carry him quickly away from the Badland's king. Who did he think he is?! Waltzing into his home. Acting as if he was King Tut, as if he owns the entire island. His ears lay against the tense muscles of his thick neck and his dark eyes scour the vast desert sands that spread out before him.

That is when in the distance, a lone shadows walks the desert sands. Another one? What was it with today? His ears slap against his neck and he immediately sets off after the intruder.

The reddish sands turn to a blur before him as his head lowers and his teeth snap, his hooves kick up dust as they quicken into a head long gallop. The distance between them closes until she disappears over a dune and descends to the shallow bottom. His steps quicken. He did not want to lose the intruder.

Excitement quickens his heart until it thunders loudly in his ears. As he comes to the top of the dune, he does not slow but throws himself over the top. His legs navigate the sands as he slides down the mountain of sand and to the hardened bottom - where finally the intruder comes into focus.

"Hey!" his ears remain buried against his neck as he proudly trots towards the intruder (who he has now realized is a woman). His breath whooshes through flaring nostrils and dark eyes glimmer as they slide over her sleek form. "Are you lost?" he asks with a snap of his teeth.