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Many frightening creatures had crossed paths with the murky-grey, one-winged mare through the year just passed- Unicorns from the north, whose thirst for Pegasus blood stained their snowy Basin crimson red; magic which could sap the very life from a soul and leave it for dead in blinding seconds; cruel, merciless monsters savagely breaking the brittle bones of flight, if not ripping the glorious wing away altogether- some sick, twisted gift for another of their blood; quite beyond belief really.
The alabaster and red Unicorn stallion, though hulking and unruly as he appeared to be, was not such a creature who struck fear through Africa’s hardened heart. Carefully she watched the brute as her precise tread paused in the way of his devastation. The spiralling black horn which extended between his vibrant yellow eyes, was indeed a weapon to be wary of, and while she was not afraid of the lumbering horse as a whole, she held an unfathomable respect for all whom she came across- fools like this included. To begin with anyway.
In a thuggish, unwarranted display of horse-power and festering, putrid testosterone, the male threw his considerable mass upwards- outraged and arrogant, Africa thought unwaveringly in confident, stubborn defiance, as she balked quickly left away from the teetering thrash of his massive, airborne hooves. Only as he settled his weight squarely back across all fours did the powerful muscles in her haunches unclench, and she was careful after shrewdly noting the childish shortness of his emotional fuse, to maintain a safer distance apart from the swing of that horn. She was significantly smaller than he, dramatically so, and while she was often not swifter and more nimble than the company she generally kept, evading the wrath of the giant should have been a relatively simple task- as long as she kept her wits about her.
Again the stallion’s unbridled temper flared, and Africa’s long wilted ears pinned backwards, disappearing in the tangle of bouncing mottled mane as she jerked again attentively, from the sudden pummelling motion of his grand, red-patterned forelimb. The surge was short-lived apparently, and he began to calm himself- to a degree, the dappled one mused patiently.
Strangely, the stallion seemed to view her through only one eye- she could not see due to the tilt of his massive skull that the other was clouded and without use; so too was the heavy shroud of his bright, blood-red forelock a worthy disguise for such a disability. Never the less she curiously sought contact with that one gleaming eye, her own soft amber gaze offering him no sign of the submission he seemed to think was owed. Even as a sinister looking smirk sliced through his overbearing expression, Africa held her ground resolutely.
The heat seemed to escalate the tension there in the Threshold; sweaty and bothered, the young mare found her tolerance dwindling. Deep, dark and formidable like the voice of thunder itself, the brute at last spoke; though to Africa’s immediate dismay (not surprise), he was apparently not in the mood for common civilities. The question proffered, after knifing her rudely with his insult, was as to be expected, and the one-winged mare replied dryly, and without the sensitivity he might initially have received- “You are careless, uncouth and overconfident from my perspective. That is all. Perhaps you are a monster only to those saplings who you crush beneath your reckless tread.” She did not shift the severity of her burning glare as she spoke, nor was she intimidated by the unpleasantness of his conceited attitude.
The sleek grey puddles cloaking the Pegasus rippled as she flexed the muscles beneath; prepared to swing away in either direction should he retaliate as she predicted he would- violently and without much forethought. Silas had lifted above his beloved, hovering just beyond the prop of her lifted, poised skull, and he watched the Unicorn through shining, predator eyes- ready to unite with Africa’s defence, if it was required.
OOC: not a bad post :) well done. Practice always makes perfect!
@[Krieger]
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