Silver Stone

The dark bown horse wandered the lands they were new to him. He bent down to eat a bit of grass. He was silent even when he walked over the crunchy snow he didn't make noise. His golden mane on top of a brown body stood out like a sore thumb.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger had stood upon the knoll where her mother had commonly been. Once again, Ruffienne had run off, so Nightlinger had maintained the position as lead mare, like always. Nightlinger was letting the wind comb her thick coat, when she smelt that faint scent. Pricking her ears, the mare took a few paces towards the scent. Horse. Stallion. Not too old. Nightlinger glanced around, spotting the silhouette of the creature. Chuckling, Nightlinger began to canter towards him.
Following the hoofprints of her herd, she came very quietly. She was but thirty yards from the stallion before she stopped and snorted. Nightlinger wasn't the horse to let her guard down. No, never was Nightlinger foolish such as. Nightlinger raised her head, the Thoroughbred-Mustang cross breathing. "If you're trying to be stealth, don't stand down wind," Nightlinger called, a bit sarcastically. But that was just Nightlinger, full of sarcasm and quick-wit.

Silver Stone

Silver stream was not one bit surprized by the mares sudden appearance. He turned around and looked her in the eyes. "I have no idea what you are talking about ma'am I'm just out for a short stroll. Can I help you with some thing?" He smirked. His golden mane sat still on his shoulder. And his eyes didn't move.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger smiled softly, amused by the stallion. "No. You're on South of Heaven territory, lead by my mother, Ruffienne. What has brought you to venture this far?" Nightlinger questioned slowly.

Silver Stone

Silver Stone froze... He was in a territory and he hadn't even noticed. "Hm.. Really I didn't know I was in a territory... O well..." He looked at the mare. " So... Your the princess?" He chuckled a little. He began to turn away ignoring the whole "Territory" thing. "If you wish you can join me." He called out behind him. He continued to wander the Territory he hadn't even paid attention to the mare. If she had followed him or not was unknown. Hes stopped next to a tree and tore off some of the bark. Like how the doe did. He gulped it down and continued to eat.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger narrowed her eyes at Silver Stone, watching him waddle off. She followed shortly, a bit amused by his sliness. Whatever he was doing, Nightlinger was going to watch him. "So...what exactly do you think you can get away with here?" Nightlinger asked, wondering why he was so calm and cool about this whole territory ordeal.

Silver Stone

Silver Stone swallowed the bark he was chewing and looked at the young mare. "Get away with...hm... I don't completly under stand... You mean you think I have some "plot" or some thing." He spoke teasingly. "You see that really hurts my feelings that you would think some one like me would do some thing like that." His voice was heavy with sarcasim. He shook his head and continued to walk.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger's ears went back and she snorted haughtily. She was very ticked that Silver Stone was playing games right back at her. "Oh, so you want to play games?" Nightlinger snarled, but it wasn't to be taken heavily, really. She was just like this when someone else returned the banter, when normally it was all Nightlinger who went on in the sarcastic rant. It seemed like Silver Stone was getting under her skin, but, truly, Nightlinger enjoyed it. She was tired of all the horses who just looked at her and cringed, knowing she was Ruffienne's daughter and all.

Silver Stone

He laughed a little. He was getting under her skin and he didn't care that was him. He enjoyed to get under peoples skin. He turned around quickly so he faced the mare. "As a matter of fact sure I do want to play games..." He walked over to her and rubbed against her body. Then nipped her and took off running.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger squealed, stamping a hoof. Immediately, Nightlinger was in flight after Silver Stone. She was half-Thoroughbred, but not pure like Silver Stone. That didn't take away from her speed, though. Nightlinger was pounding heavily after Silver Stone, rather pissed off at him now. Foolish little colt, foolish little sonuvagun! Nightlinger was thinking, her blood boiling. Yet, somewhere within her she was enjoying this. "You are really trying to get yourself killed huh?" Nightlinger called out. "Any of the guards would kill you for assaulting me!" Nightlinger knew it was only hollow truth, when in reality the guards would really only chase off Silver Stone and give him a few bruises and words to remember.

Silver Stone

'<'>You ae really trying to get yourself killed huh?' This made him laugh "Sure theres nothing to lose." He realized she was catching up and swivled to a stop and ran back the way they came from. "Assaulting? You mean playing heh." He was rather amused by that. "If it was an assault I would be killing you. No, no, no I have no reason to kill you." He laughed and skidded to a stop right infront of her. "Tag me." His eyes watched as she came full speed at him. She would have to stop were she was... Unless she wanted to trip over him. His eyes stared right into hers. Daring her to run into him.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger had picked up the speed by the time Silver Stone had stopped, and there was no stopping the rapid movement to her legs so soon. Nightlinger dug her hooves into the snow, sucking in a deep breath. Oh, crap, Nightlinger thought before she barrelled into Silver Stone. Nightlinger was sent back to the ground, her sides heaving. Nightlinger was back up on her hooves, her hooves prancing with anger. "Are you an idiot?" Nightlinger snapped, but she knew that he was going to come up with a smart answer. Nightlinger regretted that outburst.

Silver Stone

Silver Stone fell to the ground laughing in pain. That was the odd thing about him. He laughed when he was in pain... He stood and looked at Nightlinger. "No I am not an idiot just a thrill seeker." This may not have been his best answer but it was the only answer he had. He giggled a cupple more times than asked "Sorry about that I couldn't help it... Are you ok..." He looked at her. She seemed fine but he didn't want to get killed bye her herd...

=.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger pinned her ears back again. Now this was getting old. Smirking, Nightlinger lunged and nipped his withers. Immediately, Nightlinger was off and escaping down the edge of the territory. She passed by the rock cluster with the Native American drawings and old bones. Nightlinger zigzagged threw them, hiding behind a large rock, panting and sweating. Find me now, you naive fool, Nightlinger thought.

Silver Stone

Silver Stone took off after the filly. His eyes fixxated on her untill they reached ruins of some sort... He walked slowwly through them they had pitures on the walls that seemed to be of humans. He snorted and walked calmly through it all. He was confused now. But moved on. He shook his mane, his golden brown hair hit a wall and made a slashing sound. He reared up and neighed. He landed on the ground again and took off out of the ruins. Once right out side he stood still. waiting for her to come into veiw...

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger snorted, a bit tested by Silver Stone. She found a way out, but directed herself behind Silver Stone. "Ah, you can't have fun when you don't know the terrain," Nightlinger called, her voice toned with darkness. "Score one for Nightlinger."

Silver Stone

Silver stone snorted. "Yes score one for you..." He looked at Nightlinger. She was getting pretty good. He had only known this horse for a short while but he liked her already.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger smirked. "So you admit that I won that time," Nightlinger asked, a bit confused. Normally, not that many horses like to admit defeat. Especially those with Thoroughbred blood.

Silver Stone

Silver Stone was a bit confused too. "Yes you won that time..." He didn't under stand. He had been bred in a human farm. And he grew up with his mither and a paint named, Saine. He had not been sociolized lately and never with a annoying thoroughbred.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger smiled. "Well, you got me twice." Nightlinger smiled, giving a playful buck. "But your automatically it, colt." Nightlinger threw her mane, waiting for him to make his move. Nightlinger had a plan, she'd side step and let him run by her.

Aalayha & Ulayha

Aalayha watched her twin for mere moments before becomeing curious to who this colt was. She moved toward the two. She wasn't as playful as she use to be due to everything thats happened to her.Whose your friend Night?She spoke softly.

Ulayha followed her mother. She was a year old now Yah so she was awkward amongst others with a rare brindle grulla color. So what?

Silver Stone

Silver Stone was about to charge when another voice rang out. He turned and saw a mare with her filly. "Hello" His words were soft, he didn't want to spooke the young one.

.Nightlinger.

Nightlinger was about to introduce her sister to Silver Stone when she heard her mother's call. "This can't be good. She's assembled the whole herd..." Nightlinger glanced at Silver Stone. "Look, I must go. It was fun playing, perhaps we could meet up again...?"

Silver Stone

Silver Stone looked at Nightlinger. He simply nodded. He had had fun and as always fun has to end some time... He turned and began to walk away...