This place was crawling with life. Much like the other territories there were mares and foals alike. He had no interest in any of them personally. Beloved had never been one to collect the fairer sex for even the purpose to create children of his very own. He did not care for it. He only cared to tare them apart much like a hungry animal. His nose stays low to the frosty floor as he takes in every smell of the Bay. Somehow, he is able to make it further inland when finally, he catches wind of the approaching stallion. Finally someone to greet him. A large grin spreads across his lips as his head raises to search for the owner of this forsaken land.

There he was. A stallion black as night just as he was. The only thing that separated the two of them was the slight stripe of white on his own shoulders. Both of their eyes were wild with animal instinct. Bloodshed, hormones, and the need for violence. Though their families were different both stallions descended from a type of wolf embodied in their ancestry. Beloved stops as the other continues to rage towards him. He knew he was about to get exactly what he has been searching for.

Black ears pin back as the other stallion launches himself towards him. Teeth snag his cheek as he screams. Beloved opens his own jaws to strike back at the stallion who now bites at his withers. The rush of adrenaline was exactly what he was looking for! Another scream leaves his lips as legs dance round the curled eared stallion for better footing. A bloody nightly ritual is what this was. One to summon the demons from the depths of hell to smite their souls. Beloved raises himself towards the dark sky and kicks his front legs towards the stallion.