A New Dawn

[Rascally]

Demon had his sights on this territory ever since he could remember, and that he was of the right age to run a herd of his own, he was determined to get this territory, It would be perfect for him and his sister, it was a barren land that reeked of death, The lead stallion that was currently the ruler of this land, was aging and had been neglecting the territory he was not able to keep up with his patrolling rounds. And Demon had been able to sneek into the lands on several occosians and been able to scout out the land, and had grown attached to the trecherous lands. So the last couple of months hes been plotting and planning on just how he was going to take the territory over. And today was the day, the aging brute normally made his rounds or at least half of his rounds, And Demon was planning on entering the lands and making the brute charge him. He smirked, it seemed liked a fool proof plan. But you never know when your dealing with darks.

Demon used the shadows to mask his approach, he found the secret entrance and followed the path. His black and white tail swishing against his flanks. He snorted softly, as he finally came into the lands, his blue orbs scanning the area, if he got his timing right the aging brute would be approaching any minuet now. He came to a stop on a small knoll, the moon shining down on his black pelt causing his white star to shine brightly. He shifted his weight and arched his neck ears perked forward his blue eyes scanned the area looking for his target. He smirked and his ears perked forward as he heard the sound of approaching footfalls. ~Right on Time~ he thought to himself. He did not move a muscle as he saw the aging brute hesitate his head shooting up and ears pinning back, seeing the intruder on his lands. How did he get past him? The old brute lowered his head and snorted and then let out a shattering cry, he picked up his daggers and charged towards Demon.

Demon did not even bat an eyelash as the old bay brute charged him. He swished his tail once more, then rocked back on his haunches, he reared up and let out a challenge. “Come and get it you old fool” he snorted. He landed on the ground with a thud. The bay stallion was getting closer and as he came into the moonlight you could see the aging lines on his features. “You dont stand a chance” Demon snarled. The bay stallion bared his teeth and lashed out swinging his neck to the side aiming for Demons throat but got his shoulder. Demon snorted and pinned his ears back feeling the pain rip through his shoulder, he felt the blood dripping down his leg from the wound, he swung his neck down and grabbed the bays shoulder, Demon followed the attack by spinning his haunches around as the bay brute raced past him and fired out with his hind legs. Demon felt the connection he made with the bays flanks. He heard the grunt come from the old stags maw, and he smirked and spun around teeth bared once more he lunged for his victim. He felt the bay flesh go into his mouth followed by blood. He savored the taste and smirked. The aging stallion cried out in pain and tried to get free.. In his desperate attempt, he was able to tear free, the flesh and blood pouring into Demons mouth.

Demon spat the flesh out and watched the stallion he arched his neck and pawed the ground showing his dominance the bay was no limping he was getting detered he shook out his neck and did reared up striking out. Demon felt the flesh tear under his wither where the bay stag's hoof hit him. As the lighter stallion was still rearing, Demon swung his neck to the side ramming it into the bays side and snorted he received a few more kicks and bites and after a kick into the bays side the old stallion gave up and turned tail. Leaving the lands to nurse the remainder of his pride. Demon snorted, and galloped up a small hill. And snorted he arched his neck and pawed the air, He tossed his head into the air, and he rocked back on his haunches and Reared up letting out a piercing call.


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Auds perked forward hearing the distant scream of an equine. Inferno snorted, and rolled her orbs, almost figuring it was the stallion who owned the territory she was wandering through, not aware that that particular stallion had just been run out. Dark auburn strands blew over her orbs as they tried looking off toward the horizons for a equine to fit the description of the call she heard. She moved forward toward where it sounded it came from, bold enough to check out this equine.

She moved with ease, sure footed on the treacherous terrain, her mustang blood gave her that. She took in deep breaths, and breathed out heavily in a snort, as she came closer. She didn't know what to expect, but she had learned to always prepare for the worst, and the unexpected. She caught the scent of another stallion, turning her head, she looked around, and proceeded onward again. The scents looming in the air made her wonder if there was two stallions that claimed this territory or if the two had just fought, and the loser had left.

She soon had she answer as she saw in the far distance, stallion leaving the lands in bad shape, and the particular scent she had smelled, coming from the top of a hill. Head turned directly in the direction of the stallion, and she snorted, orbs trained right on the ebony and ivory brute, as she switched her tail at her hocks.