Aalayha

Aalayha stood 16.2 hands and had her fathers Coloring. The mare had run till she came here. She remembered who she was and everything. But she didn't exactly remembered where her mothers herd was. She was due within the day or two as well. She snorted as she grazed.

Tyrror

Tyrror had come to this land for, gah who knew. Tyrror watched Aalayha, lips twitching into a smirk as he approached the filly. "Hello, dearest. What brings someone such as you, so heavily pregnant, to this barren land?" Tyrror questioned, his tone dark and mysterious.

Aalayha

Aalayha had smelt a stallion and now stood alert. Grass in her mouth as she now stared at the stallion. She took astep back.Whats it to you?She questioned. She didn't like stallions that weren't in her mothers herd and she knew he wasn't in it. Though he kinda smelt like her..

Tyrror

Tyrror offered no humor or gentleness. "It is quit dangerous, the wolves and the cougars. You'd barely survive the night," Tyrror replied, his eyes narrowed. He didn't like Aalayha analyzing him, it wasn't something Tyrror was comfortable with.

Aalayha

The three year old watched him. Her nostrils flared.I'm heading home, so what? Leave me beShe spoke backing away. She had a scar on her right leg from her fall.She shook her head. She wanted her mother again.Where was her mother? Where was home? Who was this stallion?

Tyrror

"Child, trust me," Tyrror snapped, lunging at Aalayha. If she ran, Tyrror would steer her towards Opake Mountains.

Aalayha

She listened to him and she shook her dial and thats when she saw his lung. She took off running. She tried to go her way but he kept forcing her to go another way. Her nostrils flared and she tried to pull far ahead so maybe she could get away. She was almost as fast as her mother and moved much like her.

Tyrror

Tyrror, part thoroughbred, didn't let Aalayha go past him. He kept at her, his viciousness taking over.

Aalayha

She was tiring out quickly and had no choice but to go the way he wished for her to go. Her ears lie flat back.

Viola

The young filly had found her way so easily. This place was new and lush, but also seemed very on edge. Curious, she trotted through the tall grasses until she saw two horses.
Flicking her ears, she approached the mare and stallion, nickering. The stallion was quite handsome.

Disease

Disease had followed Tyrror quit shortly, seeing the mare. Trotting to her, he snorted in a tart manner. "Stand back, mare, or you'll not like the consequences of messing with Tyrror." Disease warned.

Aalayha

The pregnant mare went where ever tyrror was leading.

Viola

The young mare looked skeptically at the horse that approached her. She snorted in return and looked to Aalayha. What is he doing to her? Where are they going?, she asked. The pregnant mare didn't seem to be enjoying the treatment she was recieving. Viola neighed to her.

Disease

Diseas only chuckled. "Its none of your business, hon." Disease flicked his tail, turning and leaving.