With the arrival of Mazikeen he could feel danger looming. He wasn't sure what exactly puts him in a weary state when he should be excited, and he had been until now. Finding a worthy female fighter was so freaking hot. The spotted mare made Damm sure he had to put her into power. She may have went around the rule he laid out, but she obviously did what she pleased. It was dangerous having such strong willed mares all gathered into one place.
He has appeased them for now, kicking Rolex down to a regular herd stallion and making Mazikeen a co-leader. He promised Freki she wouldn't have to deal with Mazikeen anymore and that their duties would be separated. Time will tell how long this would last, but for now they were quiet and pregnant. His dove still avoided him and the owl was as evasive as ever. Sometimes he wondered if owl was even still here (or alive), but then he would catch a glimpse of her scent. Pity she refused to come play.
His two brand new mares needed names that he was still thinking on. Then there was Daciana's Princesses. The hawk and the raven. Both were beautiful, but equally as resistant to his charms. Maybe they would fight him like Mazikeen did for some damm respect. He sighs. Sleep was not happening so the spotted pony stallion rises to his hooves. He begins to roam around the quiet parts of his home where his herd did not sleep, not that many of them slept together.
It wasn't long before hawk's scent engulfed his senses. His legs turn towards her direction until her beautiful painted form comes into veiw. The spots on her back always perk his interests thought she doesn't allow him a taste. It didn't help that fall season was not thick in the air. His muzzle lifts as he nickers his arrival. Legs carry him slowly closer until he was close enough to speak. "Why so gloomy?" He asks only assuming the sour look on her face was displeasure. "I thought you would enjoy the life I've brought to the Cove." It could be loud sometimes with clashing hooves and screams, but it was alive.
"When I found this place it was dying." It was a stick it to her mother (he couldn't help it), but true all the same. He had managed to sneak in and steal dove back then. Now no one was stealing from him and barely challenging except for the one upset stallion cause he took owl. His two children from spring were running around and this season three more were pregnant. Members were flooding in.
He had lit the Cove afire.