Headless in the Snow {Open}

[Tiggs]

OOC: You guys carry on I'll let E decide what to do with Quinja - she won't be running off again if Bokara asks her to stay put

[E!]

ooc; I shall carry on then

[Ehetere]

Yarakai glared harshly at the mare as she called out to the unknown stallion. There was familiarity in her call - she knew him. A plan settled into place in his head, a none too kind one. Fine, she could lure her stallion up here. He would defeat him in the snow and take the white mare with him - victorious.

The bay was taking his time, and Yarakai was already impatient. He stamped the snow, and blew at the white mare. She would be his to do with as he wished soon. He let loose another wild call: one that suggested a horse whom was almost insane with hate in his own mind. The world was the enemy, and he would fight it with all his strength.

The bay called out to him - and for a while Yarakai had thought he might just run away like a possum to its hole. His competitive side was awoken immediately, and he responded louder, being sure it would be heard through the storm. The bay’s dark shape loomed closer, and finally his outline was visible. Yarakai wondered what he made of him - the headless horse in the snow.

Yarakai was a strangely built animal, with long legs that were hardly elegant, and sturdy hooves with a big deep chest but elegantly curved neck. It did not take a genius to spot he was a horse of very different stock - certainly not pure brumby. Solid would be the best way to describe him; for though he was tall he was in no way lean - to the point of suggesting draft horse lineage. Endurance and strength were his strong points, but he could move his big body fast enough when the need called.

The bay on the other hand was a much more evenly built animal. Finely boned - big but not in the same way as himself - and elegant, but didn’t look like he had much muscle on him. Yarakai was more inclined to compare him to a mare than a stallion. He was neat; refined. Everything Yarakai wasn’t. They were opposites. Yarakai disliked him instantly.

His ears - one white and one dark brown - flattened against his neck, and he barred his teeth warningly, making a throaty noise like a snarling animal. He was not some beautiful stallion, but he was practical. Dangerous. And had every intention of beating this bay into the ground.

[stormsnow]

Loorea wasn't sure of what was going on in the white- and-brown stallion's head, but she was sure it wasn't anything kind. She wished she had never called to Bokara now- it had only worsened the situation instead of helping it.

It was not a good time for fighting, even with spring only a few days away. Right now, it was still winter, and if one of the stallions seriously hurt the other, they might die.

The white mare could see that the brown- and-white stallion was working himself up for the fight; he stamped his hooves in the snow, blew a her, and let fourth another wild challenge.

Loorea knew, almost as well as the stallion standing beside her, that victory for him was almost inevitable.

The young mare wondered why she did not run away, but she knew she would not run away with Dku to care for, and with a friend close by, who was about to get an unpleasant thrashing.

[E!]

No trace of trepidation was in Bokara now, as he made his way through the heavy snow toward his adversary, occasionally pausing to paw the ground and scream his challenge. Though Bokara's voice was still beautiful, the sound of his anger crept through, and made it sound all the more frightening. The winter was no time to be fighting, unless it was for grazing, but logic did not enter the beautiful bays mind.

This giant, white faced beast had planned to hurt or harm Loorea - and the thought of it made Bokara furious. He was a gentleman, and knowing that the other had been ready to harm a lady was an outrage! Another scream left Bokara's throat and he was soon within striking distance, muscles tense and ready to fight, his lovely big eyes angry and full of challenge.

OOC; sorry its so short, I thought i'd let Yarakai make the first move xD

[Ehetere]

The bay continued to make his way slowly though the snow and Yarakai was already breathing heavily in anticipation. His breath came out again in huge clouds of warm air before being tossed awry in the wild wind. His eyes rolled warningly, and he looked down upon the beautiful bay with condescending eyes. He would take pleasure in forever marring his lovely coat.

Yarakai was no time waster in this sort of weather, or at any time for that matter. The instant the bay was within striking distance he came at him, snapping with his sharp teeth and slashing with his hard hooves.

Though he was only a three year old, this was hardly Yarakai’s first fight. His dark coat hid scars given to him by both his mother and father from when he was merely a foal, and by this time he had learnt something of the art of fighting. He did not know all the tricks - far from it - but with every fight he learnt a little more, became a little more knowledgeable. More dangerous.

Any stallion or mare who knew half a thing about stallion fights, knew that the middle of winter in a fierce blizzard was no place to be pitting two stallions’ strengths against one another. The wind could unexpectedly gain strength and sweep a rearing stallion off his feet and off a cliff, or tumbling to the ground at the mercy of his opponent. Or a hidden root or hole could spell disaster is one horse should get his leg caught.

All in all - the real danger was not the other stallion, but the winter. The cold, all smothering snow, and the blizzard.

[stormsnow]

OOC: You guys continue- there's not much for me to post about.

[E!]

Bokara was not a silly beast, nor was he prone to acting fierce or stupid, but he had not been in a proper fight before - his peaceful nature always seemed to have prevented such a thing from happening, and now that he was about to compete against another stallion, his brains seemed to have dropped out of his head and into the snow. He was full of a mix of adrenaline and nerves, and it made him jumpy - but silly. He pranced and reared, neat, hard hooves striking at empty air threateningly.

Soon enough though, sense was knocked into the beautiful bay - literally. One of the other stallions massive hooves hit him in the chest - a glancing blow, yet still one that made Bokara gasp for air and stagger backward clumsily, eyes shocked. Well, now he knew this was serious, and that he should attack in return. So he did. After a few more lungfuls of chilled air, Bokara threw himself forward. His slender shoulder was aimed straight for the others chest - perhaps a move that might shove the stallion backward a few paces and make for good striking opportunity for Bokara.

The light bay danced away neatly, the tips of his hooves barely touching the earth as he skipped and danced around his opponent. His slender legs worked well in his manouveres as he moved, graceful as a dancer. His hard hooves struck out here and there - his youthful strength kicking in. Bokara's dark mane flew about him as he moved, eyes delighted at himself. His neck snaked forward as he aimed for his challengers neck, only for them to snap closed on thin air as he was forced to dance backward to avoid a blow.

His main focus was to avoid any heavy blows by the other stallion - Bokara's frame was not built for taking heavy hits, and his slender legs were easily lamed. A shrill scream left his lips again as he half reared, ready to plunge forward, hooves aimed for his opponents head or chest.

[Ehetere]

Yarakai as usual had entered the determined mind set that he had learnt to drop into when fighting. Nothing could distract his attention away from his opponent then, not the appearance of a thousand horses or droves of stockmen descending on the two interlocking brumbies. There was the fight and nothing else.

The other colt was posing and rearing, in a way that only increased Yarakai’s confidence in an easy victory here. The other was so light – how could he possibly hope to get any power behind his blows?

His hoof connected with the other’s chest and Yarakai snorted with an air of arrogance – this was going to be far too easy. And he looked so hurt too! As if the poor ickle baby was amazed that fighting actually hurt. Yarakai began to say this particular taunt out loud, when the bay launched himself at him. Though the bay was not a heavy horse, his spring had allowed him to gain momentum and made even the heavy Yarakai stagger back several steps – partially winded.

A hard look entered Yarakai’s eyes, and they narrowed as he glared at the bay. If he wanted to play rough, that could easily be arranged. As the bay pranced away in that annoying way of his, Yarakai dove after him in a surprising move of speed for such a big horse – snapping mercilessly at the other’s ankles.

The bay managed to keep out of harms way however, dancing around like some lovesick mare. It was infuriating! Yarakai was not as flexible as the bay and could not move his body quickly enough to get any proper hits in. The colt’s blows were full of far less strength than that of a stronger or heavier horse, but he was relentless, and they were beginning to accumulate – wearing down his endurance and energy. The colt was lighter too, which made moving through the snow an awful lot easier too, less effort.

This was turning out to be far more of a challenge for Yarakai than he’d bargained for.

This was just getting ridiculous. Lark suddenly stopped still, bracing himself against any blows that might come so he could try and get a hold of that dancing colt and give him a jolly good thrashing. He dodged out of the way as the other reared up before charging back at him throwing all his weight behind him in an effort to knock the other off his feet.

“Stand and fight like a stallion you coward!” he yelled angrily at the still elusive colt, his temper flaring dangerously high. If only he could get the colt to stand still he would finally have his victory.

[E!]

Bokara could see, as he danced around merrily, that the heavier stallion was getting angry, and more reckless in his attacks. This was both an advantage and disadvantage to the slight bay. On the plus side, the heavier horses attacks were becoming less accurate, but unfortunately they were also becoming more savage. It was a wonder he hadnt suffered a major injury so far.

As if he had thought such a thing too soon, Bokara was taken by suprise as the bulk of his opponent was shoved forward into his slender, rearing frame. The strength behind the attack was bewildering, and Bokara was certainly not ready for it. In his unbalanced state, he was easily shoved backward and he could feel himself falling. He stumbled backward on his hind legs, squealing as he fell heavily onto his side with a loud whumph in the snow.

Bokara did not look so graceful with his long legs flailing about in the air as he scrambled quickly to his hooves, breathing heavily. He could feel the heat of an open scrape on his barrel, wet with sickly blood. Oh, it was not a major wound, though it made the lovely bay wince as he escaped further blows, not so elegant now. The words shouted at Bokara were not heard, it seemed, for he continued on as if nothing had been said. Bokara was not one for petty insults, though his sharp tongue could have come up with a few, just to shake up the others temper.

A change had come over Bokara though, he was angry now. He attacked his opponent again, hooves flailing at the others skull, teeth bared as he danced away smoothly, letting loose a mocking whinny, as if he were sniggering. Unfortunately, his strength could not last forever - this was, after all, his first proper fight! He had no practice retaining his strength, and he was quickly tiring. The snow was not helping that fact either.

Bokara thought he had better try and finish the fight; though he knew his chances were narrow - after this attempt he might make many more of the same. His neck snaked forward once more, strong teeth headed for the crest of the stallions neck as he surged forward smoothly.

OOC; Just to let you know, Yarakai is free to dodge that, or throw Bokara off after a few moments xD Bokara needs to be given a run for his money >.<