The stallion, a Kaimanawa horse to be more specific, trotted elegantly along, unaware he was crossing over onto human land. He snorted, noticing that the scent of two-leggeds and dogs had reached him. But that wasn't enough to stop him. He was of a rare breed, found wild in a place called New Zealand. How he got here was by shipment, and he didn't aim to leave this valley like he had his old home. He continued going, wandering brainlessly though the ranch area. He kept a steady even pace, auds swiveling and nares flaring, showing signs of some alertness, though he was alot more alert than he looked.

The Borzoi wolf mix darted around the land, she had finally lost her 'brother' and felt free from his grip. As she lept and ran for joy her delicate nose caught the scent of an outsider. She slowed her pace and approached with caution. Her head was even with her shoulders as curious eyes looked about and saw the horse wondering in. Silently she gave off a short whine to get the horses attention, then wagged her tail happily to see him. She wasn't aware of horses attacking dogs yet, she probably was safter if her brother was there. She didn't know this, and kept her innocent look. She had lived here, but none really knew her besides the one who had adopted and brought her here.

" Hello there, my name is Runi, who are you?" She yipped happily.

The copper colored hellion sneaked into the human lands, looking for humans to fall beneath his hooves. Finding none he sniffed the air, he was silent as the grave, still no humans, but a dog, and another stallion. He stepped into the shadows, the cool air like a blanket wrapped around his dark bodice. The weak sun tried to shine through the clouds that choked it, failing, and leaving the world a cold, cruel world, where a thin layer of icy snow coated the ground. Stupid dog, in the service of filth, it has no excuse, after all the dogs they torture it, bows before them He thought, though he had no idea of this dogs past, whether wild or tame, silently, his body still hidden behind a bush. He had no word for man, but filth. It deserved worse in his opinion, but some words were made not to be repeated. He had many words for them, each with it's own meaning, each unknown, even by his kind. No one could tell you why he hated man, and their servants so much, but he did. Outside in this cold world was the wrong place to be right now, this unlucky pooch would soon find out why. He silently, and staying upwind, though it was little more then a chilly breeze right now, out of sight, scent, or hearing, it would have to me able to taste or feel him to know he was there. His muscles bulged as his anger grew. Inside he was building it, memories, fear and anger pressed so deep that it took a while to retrieve them, to fill that void of hate, to build his strength.

He inspected the area from his hiding place. He was hidden between two bushes, and a great fir, with thick branches top to bottom, which formed a sort of triangle, one was a thick holly bush, the other were unknown to him. They formed a dark, well shadowed haven, a small space, backing on the wall of an out building, no snow had fallen here, it was like a little dark waste land. He sifted his weight a little. The muscles coiled like a powerful spring and released as he leapt. He hoped to knock the dog over, he could not be sure of the damage though. His sharp hooves touched the earth. His eyes were wide, his ears pinned to his skull. He kicked out at what ever might be near, but tried to avoid the other stallion. He hiss, rearing defending against hidden attackers, looking down to see what damage may have been claws. His own right fore had a slight cut on it from a piece of the holly bush in the wrong place, it dripped a little blood onto the greying snow.

If there's one thing I cherish most in life, it is my life

The stallion just continued to walk along, snorting. But soon he relaized where the small canine was and halted, auds pricked. "Whoo..." he started but trailed off, "Uhh," he then went again, but stopped. Finally his orbs happened to look down at the ground and he breathed in a breath of astonishment at himself. "Oh! There you are." he stated, turning his hindend to be facing the opposite way of the hyrbid. "I'm Jericho! Nice ta meet ya." he said, bobbing his dial happily. He didn't see this young fae as a threat, but was one never to judge others by first glance.
He stood there for a while, when suddenly another stag came flashing out of the brush. His orbs suddenly widened, revealing the bright whites, and he himself struck out after leaping clear of the other's attack. He snorted, circling around, and then faced the stud. He pawed the ground angrily, yet a bit frightened. "Hey!" he shouted, auds pinned lightly to his skull. He then stomped a forehoof and stared hard at him, then noticed the canine. He snorted, shaking his dial, and then lifted his dial and banner high. ot in dominance or anything, but just because it was nearly a habit at times like this. "Watch where you're going!" he then added, his dull teeth showing a bit through his horsey lips. He then just stood there, keeping his posture, yet worried. No, he shouldn't be. He must stay strong. He studdied the other warrily, wondering just who he was and where he came from.

The huge stallion wheeled round, ears pinned to his skull, body all drawn up to it's full height of 17 human hands. He snorted, body full of hate and anger, but he did not attack, keeping an eye on the silent canine. You need not worry, I have no desire to attack or hurt you, just to hurt filth, the Molini, you know as humans, and those who are their servents, or may draw their attentions. He snorted tossing his proud head.

Hybrid fea smiled as the horse did not run from her. " Nice to meet you Jericho." She wagged her tail and began a slow walk forward, sniffing the air to tell his personality. Harks soon turned to the sound of thundering hooves. She turned, but it was too late. The stallion knocked her thin frame over and had stepped on her hind leg. Long borzoi wolf contorted snout flung quickly to the air as her leg snapped. A sharp loud painful screech filled everywhere. The noise was mixed with a cry and a deadly howl.

Her cries were soon answered as a black spotted, tan dog lept out from the brush and up to get onto the back of Dust Devil. Loud snarls blasting as his hybrid teeth tried to find the horses withers. Claws trying to ancher him to the horses back. His movement was as quick as the bullets fired from the human gun. He was -pissed- more than pissed, enraged. Blinded by his anger, all his hairs were up as he attacked with all his might, even if he would have missed, or was flung from the horse, he would continually try to get to the horses back. " HOW DARE YOU HURT MY SISTER!!" Growling demon calls interupted all peaceful life that remained. He was loud, very very loud. He made sure his rage was very clear to this intruder.

Jericho snorted angrily, becoming a bit stressed at hearing the sickening snap of bone. He pawed once more at the ground, auds pinned. "Back away! How do you know she's a companion of the humans?" he neighed harshly before easing his way toward the young pup, dial lowered to the ground. He sniffed softly at her before halting and lightly nudging her. "Are you alright?" he asked warily, keeping one aud on the opposing stallion and the other focused on the wounded canine.

She looked up to Jericho, her leg went to sleep as the bone was clearly snapped in two. She couldn't stop whining, it hurt so much. " It Hurts It hurts!!" Was all she could say. She didn't even notice Luxis come out of the bushes. She didn't know why the horse had attacked her. She didn't do anything. Yes she lived on the ranch, and considered her self with one of the pets. But in all reality, she had never even met any humans. Oh, but her leg did hurt.

He reared and bucked, then in a careful planned move he threw himself against the wall of thhe ranch, this would only hurt a little for him, but if it went according to plan the canine would be crushed slightly, between him and the wall. The hybrid had caused blood to spill a little from his withers. He had his reasons, he had known by the behavior and smell, not many cainines were relaxed here.

He felt the horses bucks and movements, then saw the ranch out of the corner of his eye. With rage, he was almost blinded to it, and tried to jump off, but it wasn't soon enough. Both hind limbs were crushed from the point they attached to his hip down. He let out a painful whail and cried in agony. Runi looked up and saw her brother against the wall. She quickly let all the adrenaline drown her pain and she got up to attack the horses neck. Her movements were slow because of her leg, but her jaw was still strong and she hoped the horse's concentration would keep him from noticing her to soon, as she jumped to his throat.

He tossed his head, and moved out from the wall, he turned and found the injured hybrid at his neck, he reared, the dogs teeth scraped along his neck, leaving a bloody gash. He squealed kicking out at her. He screamed and lept for all he was worth, trying to get those humans out.

Luxis dropped to the ground, his legs gave no sign of support. He had actually blacked out just before he hit the ground. He was no longer in pain, but was still alive, and he would be paralized from the waist down.

Runi felt her teeth scrap against the stallion's next.. but she didn't enjoy the blood. She then felt him kick at her and she yelped, and saw the stallion leap at her. She closed her eyes, hoping the other horse would help her. If not, she was a gonner...

Jericho snorted and twirled around on his hindlegs, sensing all the movement behind him. He was sick of this fighting. That low life stallion! He would pay! With a scream, he charged the other, dial low to the ground as he acted immedietly and aimed to ram him with a solid shoulder. The impact, if successful, would most likely make the foe's body shift in another direction and stop him from hitting the pup. "Get out of here, you evil stag!" he neighed angrily, auds tucked back in his mane. He would show this stallion his place, because he seemed to not know it-- yet, at least.

He swiftly side stepped, he was no where near the pups, and had no desire to have hurt the pup that bad in the first place. He reared, and snorted, ears pinned back, a dominating stature. He dived onto his front legs, and struck against the ranch wall, those dumb human's didn't care for their pets, he snorted, stopping, for the first time he noticed the dog's injury. He snorted, his eyes wide. I'm s...ssorrry, let me take you to someone who can heal you, there's a human, the only one, she is like a magical person…… he snorted, he had only ment to knock him over, he ignored the other stallion. He knelt on his front legs, and turned to the second dog. Put them on my back, and you can climb up to, or run along side, I will take them there faster then you can blink. His voice was panicking, he had never meant to hurt it that bad, just make it yelp, and get the humans out

Runi growled as luxis sat unconscious on the ground. She didn't know if she could trust him. But he spoke of someone who could save him. The growled and took luxis, placing him on the stallions back. Praying to Cerberus that she could trust the stallion. Then praying that if either died, not to give them trouble to enter the land of the dead.

She climbed on after her 'brother' laying over his half crushed body and clinging to the horse. She knew how fast the animals went, and she had to be secure if the stallion was to run. Her claws dug slightly in and she grabbed his long untamed mane with her teeth. Bracing herself for the ride.

He snorted, eyes rolling as the claws dug in Hold On He jumped into a fast gallop, and headed to Woodland Farm.