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09-22-2012, 09:21 AM
 Lloyd was ready to fight. He could barely contain the adrenaline already pumping through his body, stepping forwards, turning around and re positioning himself, swishing his tail madly behind him. Lucius was no different, either. The bull felt nothing but pride as he heard The Frostheart speak. Yes, this was their land, and they would fight to the death to defend it. Mauja then galloped forward, leading the charge. Finally he smiled to himself. "Come on brother! Let us take the little buckskin prick and his mongrel!" Lloyd followed suit, giving at almighty whinny and leaping forwards after his brother. The heavy stallion lengthened his stride and dipped his head down, the two sharp horns that sprung from either side of his head pointed forwards, aimed straight at RICHOCHET. He swerved left as his brother took the other side of the doe coloured stallion. The bull to aimed crash his horns and body into RICHOCHET's right shoulder hard. He was also ready to move in case their target tried to escape. Lloyd noticed that the buckskin bared a large scar over one side of his face, he hoped that he and his obsidian twin could create a few more to go with it.  |
