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Dixie snorted as a flock of birds flew by. "What would scare a flock of-" she paused when she heard a rustle in the bushes. Laz poked his nose out, his two yellow eyes peering through the brush. "Oh Laz!" Lazarus trotted out, ploppig down between her front and back legs and rubbing against her stomach, his tail flicking and hitting her legs. "West left..." she whispered. Somehow, Lazarus seemed to understand. At his name, the mountain lion sat up, scanning the field. "I don't know how long..." |
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West twitched in his sleep, his pelt pricking. He felt like something was wrong. He needed to wake up. Suddenly he jerked awake with a snort, finding himself nose to nose with someone he never wanted to see again. - "West, is that really you? How peaceful you look laying there. Like a big baby, little brother." A voice sneered. - West shuddered, lurching to his feet and quickly backing up. He recognized that voice far too well and he didn't want to be near it. "Menace." He spat, angry glinting in his eyes. "So you hung around all this time? Regretting killing your whole herd yet?" West growled, his ears pinned and usually gentle brown eyes Wild with Fury. - Menace smiled rather evilly, his snake green eyes glinting. "No regret there, brother. But you will be happy to know I found a mare of my own. She's just a toy, though, but she gave me something rather precious." He curled his lip, calling sharply for someone to come out. A thin, scraggly mare that looked tortured and a very small filly stumbled out, the mare coming to stand next to Menace, her head hung low, with no fight left in her eyes. "I'm glad I found you to see this, West. I have no use for this bony mare anymore. She already provided me with what I wanted" Menace said, gesturing towards the filly. - West listened to the words with horror- he knew what was coming next. "Don't you dare, Menace-" He snarled, lurching forward, but he was too late. - Menace whirled and swiftly kicked the mare right in the neck. There was an awful Crack, and she fell limp. Dead. The filly squealed in terror and frantically nudged the mares side, but nothing happened. Menace laughed, a dry hoarse sound. - West bared his teeth. He wasn't going- he couldn't take this. "Menace, I challenge you to a fight for that filly! Only one rule- no killing. I win, I get the filly, you win, I leave you alone." He snapped. - Menace's eyes glowed with pure pleasure. He had wanted to lure West into this. "I thought you'd never ask. I accept your challenge." He then lunged forward and viciously attacked, biting at West's neck and kicking at the front legs. - West backpedaled quickly, grunting in pain, before whirling and landing a powerful double barrel kick right to Menace's rib cage. He then brought his hooves down and bit, over and over, but he was beat back by Menace, who was only a little smaller. The fight went on for far too long, and West could feel himself getting weak. |
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Dixie needed to vent, and Laz was just such an easy target. "Oh Laz. You are the only thing I have left until West comes back. I don't even know where Scarlet and Macy ran off to." Laz felt the need to comfort her. He gave a soft muzzle to her stomach and a twitch of his tail. "Oh my. Do you need scratches too?" She bent her head down to scratch his favorite place, his neck. He let her use her teeth to scratch his neck. He gave a low purr and leaned into the scratches |
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ghost saw how sad dixie looked and felt a pang in his chest the only other time he saw her or mystery that sad is when flame told them that ghost was dead he snorted and walked up to them "im going to find west you stay here" he said before looking at laz "keep an eye on her and the herd" he told the loin before turning and loping into the woods folling the stale sent of west he ran hard his long legs pounding the ground he doged and jumped trees with ease he slowed to a lope after about 30 minutes of flat out running he was a few miles away from the herd wests sent was still old he took off again his white mane whipping in the wind after a long time of running he smelt death and blood wests sent a little stronger he slowed to a trot the land around him new and strange he loped up a hill then across a field then over a hill again he when over a few more hills before seing two horses fighting both looking the same but one had green eyes full on insanity the other had brown (??) eyes full of rage kindness aand hate for the other he layed eyes on the dead mare his ears pinned he troted to the tree line and watched the fight till west seemed to tire he steped out the hawk feather in his mane whiping in the wind with his mane (now im confused) he glared at the green eyed horse he wasnt standing straight so he looked more west hight then his hight " i wont do anything but if you try to kill west you will be crow food" he said before straighting up to hiss full 18.3 hands he looked at west before nodding with respect |
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But... but... buttttt... West overpowered Menace right as the stallion was about to strike him. He body slammed his brother on the ground and pinned Menace there, huffing angrily. "Do you surrender? Say it. I won." West hissed, blood trickling out of his wounds. He looked sideways with shock as Ghost came Galloping up. "How'd you find me..." He mumbled before turning his attention back to Menace. - Menace growled with pain, breathing hard. "Fine. You win. I never needed that thing anyway." He snarled, glaring at the white stallion before bolting as West let him up. - West let Menace up. "Leave now." He commanded, watching the other stallion stalk off. The filly lay trembling near her dead mother, terrified. "Hey... don't be afraid. I'm here to help." West whispered, sinking to his stomach with a pained sigh. "My name is West. You can trust me. I promise. I'm nothing like that mean guy." He said quietly. - The filly squeaked in terror as the giant stallion that called himself West spoke to her. She knew he had just fought Menace for her, but was he actually trustworthy? In her eyes, she was too young to be worrying about that, and the crushing sadness knowing her mother was dead was too much to bear. She rushed over and buried her head in the stallion's mane, sobbing. "He k-killed mommy..." she whispered, her small body shaking violently. - West lowered his head and blew out a warm breath of air on the filly's back. "I know, and I am so so sorry I couldn't stop him. But you're safe now. I promise I'll make sure you're safe. Do you have a name?" He asked quietly, knowing Menace probably wouldn't have even allowed this poor filly to have a name - The filly tucked herself between this nice stallion's legs and decided to stay there for as long as possible. If he hadn't hurt her yet, he probably wasn't going to. "... no." She answered with a sniff of sadness. - West gently nuzzled her neck. "That's fine. Do you want to think up a name?" - She thought about that for a moment. "I- I'm really b-bad at names. I n-never even knew mommy's. C-could you help me?" She whispered. - "Of course. Do you like the name Ebony?" - The filly's eyes lit up as she looked up in wonder at West. "I l-love it!" She squeaked happily. "E-Ebony. That's me." - West smiled faintly. "Yes... thats you." He then looked at Ghost again. "Why are you here? How'd you find me?" - (NO I JUST TYPED ALL THIS OUT, SENT IT, THEN SAW GHOSTS POST) |
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Dixie watched as Ghost approached her. "You will?" She wasn't sure if he WANTED to be found, but she decided to let it go. If he wanted to find West that was his problem. Laz didn't understand what Ghost said but he gave a low growl anyway. Dixie bumped him with her head "don't worry. I'll watch them. Just keep me company" lax rolled over, his legs laying over her stomach. "I'll take that as a yes" |
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ghost looked up at west with a laugh " your a bit to big to run thruogh the woods without leaving a sent trail" he said before walking up to the filly and lowering his head to let her smell him |
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West let out a small snort, trying not to startle the frail shape cowering between his legs. "It should have faded by now. And you shouldn't have come after me." He muttered quietly, wincing at the pain from the multiple rather deep wounds. - Ebony widened her eyes, scared, as an even GIANTER stallion came rushing up. He was SO BIG. "How's the weather up there?" She half squeaked fearfully half HAD to get it out. She shrank back slightly as the big stallion lowered his head. Ebony pressed against West's chest, but this white blob didn't seem like it'd hurt her. "What happened to you? Couple thousand buckets of white paint get poured on you?" She asked tentatively, sniffing his pink muzzle. Ebony was pitch black with flecks of white, like snow, and burnished red stripes- like a tiger. |
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