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The Sabino stallion stiffened at the other stallion's words, a clear sign he didn't take orders well. His ear flattened against his neck, vanishing into his thick mane, and his features hardened into a scowl. "I'll go where I damn well please," he snarled, his eyes narrowing. He watched, a simmering rage building within him, as the other stallion stepped aggressively between him and the mare. Floki didn't even desire the mare or her foal, but the possessive display ignited a spark of defiance. A smirk crept onto his lips, and he arched his powerful neck, answering the challenge with a deliberate, intimidating posture.

When the stallion turned his threats on the youngest, a line was crossed. Floki, a bastard himself, wouldn't stand for the intimidation of a child. The stallion's attention then swung back to him. Floki's muscles coiled beneath his tawny coat, a thrill coursing through him. He relished the adrenaline, the invigorating rush that a fight promised. It was a stark contrast to the monotony of his existence, a breath of life in a stale world.

"Fight me," he growled, his breathing slowing and his eyes focusing. If the mare was truly what the other stallion wanted, he would pay for it in blood.

ooc: Floki agrees to a dice roll battle for the pair <3