Eris

The gray mare trotted into the priaire. She was new to the valley, and had two extremely big dislikes: Stallions and preditors. She despised them. She had just claimed a territory for mares only, independent mares, to come and get away from stallions, and reign under her protection. Mares didn't need stallions. They were only good for a couple things. And both she didn't need.

Eris slowed down and was at a jog around through the snow-covered grasses. The scent of stallions, mares, and other animals came to her flaring nares as she swung her dial from side to side to search the area before her and at her sides. Her pelt seemed dead within the dull sunlight of winter, but in the summer she looked like an angel. She flicked her silver banner back and fourth , her white and gray pelt shivering. It was bitter here. She snorted and shook her mane, and sent a wanring glare to each stallion that passed or came within her ten feet. She wanted nothing to do with them. But mares she welcomed in her space. She lowered her head down to the powdered blades of colored grass and began digging her maw through the snow, looking for any goodies. She lipped them in powerfully whenever she did.

Chevel de Iior

He watched her from a slight mound in the praire. He used to rule a herd, and would stand as such all day, while his mares did as they pleased, he would protect them, and make sure they were always safe, happy, and well fed. He only aked for one thing, loyalty. They could never breed with him if they wanted, he didn't like force. He gave the fast pace, which his breed was famous for, trotting like others galloped. His silver mane and tail like sails behind him, though all covered in duller winter cover, his gold coat still shone dully through. He stopped 8 fight away, nickering gently to her. Hello m'lady. May I ask if you would like some pleasant company for the afternoon, I would much like to be in your presence. I will not bite, nor kick, as others of my sex do, I find it much bad manners.

He dipped his head a little, and rounded his self off, showing he was no threat.

Eris

Chaos is a Virtue-- in my opinion

Eris' auds pricked as she raised her dial. A scent came to her flaring nares as she swung her head around to look at the one that approached her. Stunned, she bared her teeth and backed away slightly, but then realized what she was doing, and stood proud. Her banner and dial were held elegantly and in a regal mannor. She narrowed her orbs at him and snorted. "I don't need company from a stallion. But tell me, why you come so close despite my actions toward the others who do?" she asked, flicking her tail arrogantly. Crazy beast... she thought to herself as she looked him over. She hated stallions... Nice or not. They were all the same.

Cheval de I'or

He stood quite still. Snorting, he flicked his tail. His posture, unlike hers suggested relaxation, and non-dominating. You have nothing to fear grey lady, I'm not here to threaten or besiege you. He nickered to her gently. I Have long awaited a feme to become a companion with. One just as yourself. I can offer you much. Not just in breeding matters, but protection, companionship, and a friend, some-horse you trust when others let you down. I have no intention of having a foal with any mare, until I'm quite ready. He picked a little grass from under the snow, his mind replying how she reacted at first to him.

Eris

Eris snorted distastefully. She couldn't be with a stallion, it went against her past herd's rules. And she was destined to start something of her own for only mares and nothing but. Was this out of true wanting of a companion or ruling over her territory? She realized before and had been taught everything that stallions could sneack by with. She wasn't about to let anything happen, even if he did mean he could give her so many things. But she could fend for herself. She wouldn't have come to this valley if it wasn't to claim a place for mares only, where they could thrive away from stallions. Where she came from, stallion were to be banished from the land of which they tresspassed upon. Eris was going to keep it that way in the grounds of which she had taken as her own.
Her orbs narrowed with a tint of evil. She lightly snapped the air, raising her dial and banner once more, in the way of a queen. Where she came from, there were no kings, or anything else that resembled a stallion. But queens, princess', ladies, and girls, were what the place was all about. She personally had nothing against them, for nothing had ever been done to her to make her this way, but it was her old herd. The one she grew up with, that taught her everything she knew. She wouldn't toss away her little "traditional" things away.
"Hah! Be true companions with a stallion? Sorry, hun, but that goes against my past life's rules, generations, and mine. I came here to start my own life, and to offer independent mares a chance at true freedom. Am I clear?" she said in a cool but tinted with haste voice. It sounded more of the wind in a desert, really. It was her Egyptian Arabain heritage that gave her such a voice. She glared at him, ready to defend herself, as always. Her tail flicked in slight annoyance.

Cheval de I'or

Not really. Some are destined to live in the past. I have not reached a stage in my life where I wish to be passing my seed on. I want to not be rembered as just a father, but a warrior for good.
He snorted, pinning his auds back as she showed agressive signs. Two could play at that. He squealed. Tossing his head, if she wanted a fight she could have it. You and another I used to know would suit. Dust devil always bit before he spoke though. Him and humans, you and stallions, hatred, hatred, but he had a reason atleast. Your just being stupid, and sterotyping us all. He snorted at her.

Eris

Eris didn't even flinch at this. Who cared about foals, fighting, and whatever else just had to be included in a stallions' life? She squealed as well, baring her teeth and pawing at the ground with great intensity. "Didn't your parents tell you not to hit a mare? Some stallion you are." she said, snorting. This was exactly what she came here to get away from, but yet it seems as though you always have that one. "And I have my reasons, and what a childish thing it is to call one 'stupid'. If you ask me, your being the stupid one, for I will level with you anyway. Unfortunatly, you need not know my reasons. You're just like the stallions I came here to get away from. Can't anywhere be decent?" she stated, looking around, as if searching. He didn't need to know about her past. Never. He and the past stallions of her horrid life would suite. She knew that, and for a fact, even if it was taken as her opinion. But a mare had her rights, too.

Cheval de I'or

He bent down and snuffled some grass from under the icey snow. He munched on it thoughtfully. He let her rant on and on. Simply munching calmly, unthased by it. No. Thy taught me all equine are the same, and should stick together as friends, no matter their sex, color, past, present or future. That if a stranger grazes near you you should look out for them and yourself, rather then kick and shun. You have been raised into a life of hate. I love all except those who hurt my fellow horses, and those who push equine kin away into the cold when they need a friend.
he munched some more, relaxed dispite her aggitated behavouir. He suddenly tensed, muscles bulging. He whinnied loud and shrill. There was no answer. You are lucky queen of the Amazons, he is not here, but should you meet a tall chestnut stallion, wild in nature, he is not gentle and kind as he may seem. He is dubbed Dust Devil, and I advise if you meet don't take your eye off him.

Eris

Eris looked at him, just standing there grazing. She slightly rolled her eyes, wondering why he seemed so calm now. She listened to his words now, as if they were taking definite turns. She sighed deeply, yawning. Her auds pricked as the stag spoke of some other. She slightly got an evil look in her orbs as she listened, more intently this time. It was her duty, as a queen, to provide others with time to speak their words, no matter what. She had learned something good back then. But who was this Dust Devil? Hah, she'de show him. She lightly chuckled. "Hah, if I ever do, I'll give him a peice of my mind if he even gets near me, or if he goes even further, following me around and stuff, then I'll beat his behind... Seriously." she stated, eyes narrowing devilously. Her banner flicked mischeviously as she waited for his reply, or reaction, whatever. She would really keep an eye out for this Dust Devil. He couldn't be a dust bunny, could he? Bunny in disquise Grinning she looked around again.

Cheval de I'or

He snorted, Of course you will, just watch your back is all I'm saying He carried on grazing

Eris

Eris flapped her lips slightly, for really no reason at all. She was just becoming bored, and chatting with stallions weren't what she did. She yawned, and flicked her banner. "Ahh, whatever. Now I have to go. I'de say see you later, but it's just so not common." she stated before wheeling around on her hindlegs and pushing off, charging through the prairie with intense speed and grace. She headed for her terra, where she would be at home and as safe as she could be.