Snow Filly, Snow Colt

[yaruka]

OOC: as I'm [kind of] directly involved in the fight going on I'm going to post now if that's alright with everyone? if not just let me know and I'll move my reply

BIC: Barina cautiously let out a breath of relief as Tingara's surprised and angry gaze passed over her imobile figure. The snow truely was a blessing at times. For her at least. It was too bad that Maluka had enough black on him not to be able to fully disappear into the blizzard.
She was brought back from her thoughts to the fight at hand as Tingara screamed in anger and launched himself at Maluka. Barina flung up her head worriedly, she had not anticpated such rage on the black's part. SHe hadn't made the situation worse had she? Maluka fell to the ground and Barina let out a cry of horror that she was unable to surpress. Quickly she sidestepped, hoping that the black wouldn't trace the sound to her. But the game was really up now, she had to do something.
"How is this going to end brother?" said Tingara "With my death I suppose," replied Maluka with a weakness that scared Barina more than any of the blood she had seen during the fight. She stepped forward slowly, beautiful even in her distress until she stood over Maluka's head, facing Tingara. At this distance even she was visible, at least as a general figure. And dark, soul-searching eyes. She looked into Tingara's eyes, pleading without words for him to spare Maluka's life. She didn't know the history between the two brothers and she didn't care, she only knew that Maluka had been kind to her, saving her life even. And he had sired her foal. A colt that would need a father figure. And even more than that Barina truely did love her mate, despite his flaws. She nickered uncertainly to the fallen grey, unsure of how the two stallions were going to react to her interference.


OOC: hey, I'm not reallly sure if this will be ok with you Caity, I just thought it was kind of a cool idea, let me know if you're not ok with it


Baree had followed the rest of the herd as they rushed to watch the fight between the two stallions. Baree didn't understand the complicated history between the two brothers, he merely saw Tingara as defending his territory and did not understand how a skirmish had so quickly become a battle that looked liked it might be to the death. Not one for violence, he shuddered and switched his gaze to the two chesnuts ahead of them. Presumably the grey's mares. He could smell another strange mare too, and perhaps a colt, but he could not see them. Puzzled he gazed through the snow but to no avail. Suddenly he gasped as a silver mare stepped out of the blizzard and over Maluka. What was going on? He may not have much experience but he certaintly knew that this was not the way fights normally went!
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Not really knowing what else to do, Jannali had followed Tingara's mares when they went to see the fight. Though she should have technically been impartial, watching the fight Jannali couldn't help but root for Tingara. Though not part of his herd anymore, he had always been kind to her, and besides that he was the father of Kala's foal. Jannali looked over at her half-sister standing beside her next to her beautiful black colt. She was glad to have had a chance to meet her sister's first son before they went their seperate ways and she certainly hoped that he grew up with his father still alive and well. As she stood in the unseasonal snow storm watching the fight, Jannali was suddenly transported to a different time, a different fight sometime in the future. Another fight between a dark horse and a light. Jannali felt sick, Nevada was sure to fight Tingara someday was he not? She couldn't help but feel affection for Tingara but she loved Nevada. Surely she would never have to watch the same scene unfold with another grey at the mercy of the black's hooves and teeth? Tingara was a powerful fighter, and though Nevada was too, anything could happen in a fight. Trembling, Jannali continued to watch, mesmerized by the shifting shapes of black and white.
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Kala had returned to the main herd a few days ago only to find that Tingara had been out on one of his routine wanderings. Her mate had yet to meet his son, so like himself, and now she stood here watching him fight a bloody and viscious battle. Biangri stood, inoccent in his naiivety, watching beside her, snowflakes landing on his dark eyeslashes. He kept blinking, watching the battle in confusion and horror. With his fine, dishy head and elegant black body he was truely his father in miniature. Kala only hoped that he would get a chance to meet his father.

[tingara]

Maluka’s soft reply carried up to Tingara’s ears and it was apparent that the grey had given up.
“Give me one reason why not. Why shouldn’t I kill you know? It would save me a lot of trouble from you in the fut-“ before Tingara could finish he was interrupted by a wild call of fear. He searched the blizzard but saw nothing.
“My reason for letting me live, her,” Maluka whispered as he saw Barina’s shadow fall across his battered body.
Tingara let out a snort of fear as his eyes locked with what seemed like the eyes of the blizzard itself.
“The spirit of the blizzard, it can’t be...” the black was awestruck but then shook these ridiculous thoughts out of his head. It was not a spirit that stood, silently pleading, before him but a mare the colour of snow.
Maluka’s mate.
Suddenly all thoughts of revenge and malice faded from Tingara’s mind.
“You and your mare may go but if you ever come back I will kill you Maluka,” with that the black called to his and Nevada’s mares to follow him. He limped through the gathered crowd, holding his head high back towards their valley.
Maluka watched as his brother and his herd disappeared into the storm, too tired to feel anything but love for the beautiful mare that had saved his life. He struggled to his feet, almost collapsing on top of Barina as he did so.
“Thank you,” was all Maluka could say as he nuzzled the white mare.

[Valatone]

Cobalt was almost jumping with excitement from the fight. How his father had gripped the grey! Valatone had moved in closer and given her son a nasty warning nip. "Be quiet, silly," she whispered. The fight was magnificent, yet not. Cobalt didn't quite understand it all yet, but he decided to keep his distance. So the black colt was standing out in the snow, beside his invisible mother.

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Valatone, being white, was indeed invisible. Apart from her blue eyes, she was hidden. But that wasn't why she was so still. She was very interested in the fight, as the other invisible mare called out. She muttered quiet thanks, as it was Maluka's mare that had stopped a bloody ending from happening right now. She could make out a white outline, which must of been that mare.
Tingara had let Maluka go with a warning. Valatone didn't care much for Maluka, she'd never met him properly. But that mare seemed despirate for him to live, so she was happy with Tingara for doing that.

The fight had now ended. Valatone slowly moved forward, but she wasn't sure whether to greet Tingara or not. Instead, she just stopped, looking at the other white mare with Maluka.

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Cobalt strode forward towards his father. By now, he wasn't really a herd member. But he still knew his father. He nickered lowly and danced across the snow, a black figure against the white earth. (writer's block xD)

[yaruka]

BIC: Barina let out a shaky sigh of relief as Tingara's words of mercy reached her ears. Gratefully, she stepped back so that Maluka could rise, nodding in thanks to the black stallion. Her true emotions of gratitude were more visible in her eyes though, which caught the black's stallion's gaze briefly before he turned and left. Maluka struggled to his feet, swaying precariously and Barina moved forward so that she might provide some support to her stallion. "Thank you," said Maluka as he nuzzled her. Barina nickered lovingly in reply, then began to anxiously nuzzle Maluka's body to check for his worst wounds. When she had finished, she called to Kareela, and the silver colt stepped out of the bushes behind them, walking unsteadily towards his parents. Barina moved forward to greet him, nosing him all over to make sure he was ok. When she had determined that he was unharmed, she nickered to the gang-gang to thank him, then proudly led her beautiful silver son over to meet his father for the first time. As the snow continued to fall, but more slowly than before, the three silver horses stood together for the first time as night came to the little valley.

[Tiggs]

Fira watch the fight with growing distaste. After building her hopes up that the grey would put the self-proclaimed ‘King’ in his place once and for all, Maluka was turning out to be a let down. How could it be that Tingara was beating him? He was the better specimen, with a killer instinct, yet the black was royally trouncing him. There were a few touch and go moments but when it seemed there was no hope left for the grey, Fira was tempted to leave and skip the anticlimactic end.

Nickering for Kimba, Fira turned to leave but before she got two paces, she noticed Kimba had wandered off. The young chestnut filly had seen her old playmates and had skirted around the fight to reacquaint herself – particularly with the unrelated males of the group. With a snort of ire, Fira supposed she may as well watch the sticky conclusion of the fight. At least it seemed Tingara was quite ready to finish the grey that had disappointed her. She felt a treacherous pang of admiration as Tingara collided with Maluka and sent him sprawling helplessly on the ground. Biting back a whinny of encouragement, Fira looked on intently as Tingara readied himself to kill the grey.

She had built herself up so much that she was ready to kill that Silver mare when she stepped in to plead mercy for the grey. Stomping her hoof, Fira was reminded that Tingara was a pathetic head case as he spared Maluka and turned away to lead his herd back down the valley. Snorting angrily, Fira made her way over the pitted and trampled snow to the beaten stallion and his scapegoat. “Saved by your mare. I expected better of you.” After directing a savage nip at Maluka’s already scarred face, she trailed after her filly and Tingara’s herd.

[Valatone]

(Kinta? 0.o shes in another thread)

[Tiggs]

(OOPS! I meant Kimba, lol, having a dumb day.)

[tingara]

(Ooc: Will start a new thread a month or so later)