Clip clop clip clop. The echoing sound of black hooves made eerie by the dark surroundings. The concrete was unyielding, yet steadying, as the muscular man trotted through the odd enclosure. Excitement bubbled within his heart as lilac eyes flicked to and fro searching for his unknown appointment. This was really his chance to shine, maybe he would really be able to make something of himself here in this creepy place. Even around his chipper thoughts the stallion's costume helped him fit right into this dank smelly place. His normal silver bay and speckled pelt had been painted black. The paint was absent on his face(forehead and both jaw bones), right ribs, left hid quarter(flank to croup), and the right part of his chest, which were painted to look like blood and bone. You can see tendons, veins, muscles, and bones painted upon his hide. On his muzzle you can see sharp dog teeth painted to look as if he is snarling. He has fake blood and drool painted around his mouth. On his forehead you can see where it looks like the bone has been cracked and you can see his brain. Around the paintings you can see what looks like tufts of long dog hair protruding from his skin. He had chosen this get up in the hopes of being able to scare the pants off of whoever he was about to fight.

The zombie dog froze for a moment as the sudden scream of some unseen creature sent a shiver down his spine. Quivering the stallion went to move forward again only to halt once more. For a terrifyingly wild moment that his brain was turning against itself tricking him, it might have even been magic. As soon as he thought it the lights evened out, and after a few seconds they flickered again. Sighing in relive he trotted into a large room and came face to face with his opponent.

Determination gripped his heart even as he realized that it was to late for him to move out of the larger stallion's. Pain seared his side as the dual glass horns sliced neatly through his tender young flesh. As blood welled and dripped from his thick neck; rage erupted like a volcano through his body forcing himself into action. As the dog thing went for his legs the beast attempted to kick it away, but not before the beast snapped down upon his tender legs. Growling in frustration as the blood dripped from his neck and leg, the beast was just about to turn towards the larger bay and his canine when something terrible happened.

It dropped like a shadow from the ceiling landing with a hard THUD against his back, teeth snapping shut on his powerful right shoulder. Squealing in pain the stallion tried his best to buck the creature off. The bite stung worse than anything he had ever felt before, as if someone had pored a bottle of hydrogen peroxide deep within the puncture wounds. In all his bucking he hoped the rival was within reach his sharp hooves, but that would be asking to much, right? The monkey slipped form his back, tumbling down his rump, and grabbed onto his tail screaming it's own anger. Pivoting fast enough to put a reining horse to shame he threw the beast away, but it was pissed as it slapped into the wall. Slamming on the breaks, thanks to his Quarter horse blood, he ran at the glass horned male. He was hopping to catch him off guard, since the little rodeo he had just gone through had probably been funny. His heavily muscled body was throbbing already, but he had to go on. He HAD to win. Once he was close enough he reared high before trying to slam his hooves down onto any part of the male. Daemyn wasn't for sure how the stallion was standing, since had just been spinning in circles, just where his attacker was. Lilac eyes were opened wide; the whites showing his rage. As his hooves finally hit the ground, after hopefully hitting the bay; he ran to his right, thanking his linage for the speed and agility he possessed. Teeth flashed towards the bay's flank as he rushed past trying their best to grab and rip flesh.