The meeting had been interesting. So many things had come into light when his leaders had addressed the herd. He had found out evil twisted things had going on in Helovia, and nobody seemed to know what was behind them. Were the gods angry with the whole of Helovia, or was there something even worse at work here? The thought of worms burrowing under his skin made his flanks quiver. Kahlua had been so strong to deal with such a horrific and demonic happening. Besides finding out about all of this and volunteering to help by visiting herds and anything else he could do; he had found out some horses had wings large enough to carry them through the skies. And all top of all of these odd and scary things, he had been promoted. He was made a Sergeant, he was just below the Captain rank now. His muscular body swelled with pride at the thought of being blessed with such a high rank. Smiling he gazed around the clearing he had come across after the meeting. The grass was covered in a thin layer of white sparkling snow, not even an inch deep, but enough to make footing difficult. The icicle covered evergreens that circled the clearing were about teen feet apart, plenty of room for the spar he knew was coming.

His massive black commander had demanded a spar after the meeting, which was fine by him. Luckily all of his wounds from being mauled by the old herd had healed. He was determined to prove himself to the largest horse he had yet to meet. Shivering to warm himself the stallion stretched his body out warming his muscles, this was his first and last chance to make a good first impression. He had to prove that he was fit to hold the rank directly under the black and white beast. Gazing around he waited silently for his appearance, careful to stand directly in the middle of the clearing. Daemyn hopped the beast would not go easy on him, and from the lack of emotion that he had used to demand this spar, he was sure he would not.

He knew this would not be an easy fight and he relished the thought. It had been a long time since he had a good spar to test himself and the others around him. He would be sure to make it a habit that way he would get to know his soldiers as well. It was his duty as well to learn everyone's strengths and weaknesses. He didn't want to be invaded and not know which of his soldiers would need his help, and which could hold their own. The strong stallion also knew that the beast's size would be a large advantage, even if it did slow the stallion down. If he got him pinned or down at all, he would be screwed to say the least. Maybe his Quarter horse blood would help him, if he could move faster than him he might be able to grab his leg and cripple him enough to be able to get him down. Other than that he would just have to try his hardest to win, or at least show he could hold his own.