Xanabar
XANABAR
WILD AND UNTAMABLE+
Ziyadah was walking around his huge territory, checking every square inch of it to make sure there were no intruders that shouldn't be here. he had fought off many animals to get here, and he would fight off even more animals to stay. but soon, even after he checked three times - which took a few hours - he was sure that there were no intruders. rabbits, mice, birds, and other peaceful creatures were fine. there was nothing to worry about just yet. so, content with his new territory, Ziyadah settled down by a pond with many tributaries from Pike's Lake. the stallion eagerly curled back his lips to sip some of it. then, after a few minutes, he turned away. the horse pawed briefly at the mud for no particular reason, then walked slowly to a grassy area. Ziyadah stuffed his muzzle in the depths of the lush green grass. his lips uncurled, and he began happily cropping the sweet blades. he was completely content in his new home.
superb in speed
Kaylee
Kaylee had just encountered a beautiful gray Arabian mare. she had been completely healthy, and so Kaylee had moved on to the next horse territory. she would cheeck out the wolves later. there were less horse territories, so she would see them first.
Kaylee was wondering where to go when Oracle, her Anglo-Arabian mare, suddenly thrust her head upwards and whinnied... long and loud. there were a few snorts, and an answering whinny. Kaylee got excited. she didn't know where to go, of course. so she let Oracle do her thing. she loosened the reins. right now, Kaylee was by one of the stretches of forest; not much near the mountains, as the meadow was huge. and she wasn't even there, didn't even know it yet!
soon, Kaylee found herself admiring a beautiful meadow. but she was distracted once more when Oracle again raised her head to whinny. again, her call was answered. this time, the answer was a shrill whistle. Kaylee was sure that the animal who was answering them was a stallion. she shivered in excitement and kicked Oracle's sides. "ha!" the chestnut mare burst forward. Kaylee leaned forward slightly, enjoying this run. it was great. she clucked to Oracle, and the mare responded by grunting and picking up speed. the sheet of hardened snow didn't falter her. in a time of about 8 to 10 minutes, Kaylee had come to be about 500 yards from the stallion. she gasped, halting Oracle, who was heaving below her. but Kaylee was taken away by the stallion's beauty. he looked like a statue, were it not for his blowing mane and tail. and he was astounding! Kaylee found herself wistfully imagining herself on the back of the stallion. "stop it," she scolded herself aloud. "you'd get arrested if you stole any horse from the wild and you know it." still, she couldn't help wishing that she could own such a beast.
clucking to Oracle, she leaned down low on the mare's back. hopefully the regal stallion wouldn't know what she was and think that she was some kind of lump. maybe, maybe not.
Xanabar
XANABAR
+WILD AND UNTAMABLE+
Ziyadah had still been cropping the grass when he heard a whinny. his head was thrown upwards. his nostrils flared. the stallion answered with his own shrill call, quivering with excitement. he alerted himself, tensing his muscles. he was ready to spring if he needed to. Ziyadah found himself whistling to a horse, then staring at a chestnut mare with a blaze. and, what's more, a human on top of it! Western style. Ziyadah remembered that all too well. spurs, whip, slapping reins. the never-ending torture. he felt for the mare, but there wasn't much he could do. Ziyadah snorted in disgust as the human leaned on the mare's back. what did she think he was; stupid? probably. it was so obvious that she was on the poor horse. Ziyadah screamed, rearing up and striking at the air. he saw a sudden flash, and remembered what had happened when the humans captured him at one year. they had shown him off, and taken pictures of him with cameras. how annoying! the stallion screamed again, and landed with a heavy thud on the ground. his ears pinned flat against his head, and he pawed the ground like a bull about to charge. he was about to charge! with a quick squeal, the stallion bolted. his eyes burned with fire as he screamed, ordering the human to leave his territory. the horse, too. as long as she had an alliance with that woman, she wasn't welcome here. Ziyadah bore down upon them. he was pleased to see the human turn and wheel her horse away, kicking her and forcing her to go fast. Ziyadah still wasn't satisfied. he easil caught up with the horse. his teeth scraped her hindquarters, forcing her to stop. Ziyadah reared up, lashing dangerously close to the woman. just to warn her, he pounded the mare's hindquarters, just a bit. the look in his eyes said, that'll happen to you, much worse, much longer, if you come back here. landing back on the ground, Ziyadah again slashed the mare's hide and sent her running. her calls had been rude. she had been taunting him in a way, though she barely knew him. now she did. and Ziyadah had taught "Oracle" that whenever she was in his territory, she was under his control. standing defiantly, letting the cool breeze whip back his mane and forelock, Ziyadah let out one last scream to the pair. once he was sure that they were safely out of his territory, he turned and loped back to the pond.
Fauve
Bay mare had seen the human and her horse, and pounded after them on hooves of fury. A sea of anger washed over her as she came to a halt beside the other two, having lost the rider in the turns of the trees. "Cursed be ye for all your days, two-legs!" she yelled after them. "Next time you'll not escape so unscathed!" She stood fuming, not really noticing that the other two were there.
Al Sheratan
She was startled when a horse and rider flew past her at breakneck speed. She let out a small chuckle though. Coming up beside Ziyadah she said "Do I even want to know?" She didnt disbise humans but she didnt like them either. To her they were just another creature in her life. She shook her head once and turned and glanced around the field searching for something. Coming up without it she sighed and reached down tearing away some of the fresh blades of grass.