i bleed it out [OPEN]

[r o x y]

Champagne trotted through the lands, her nares flared with the scent of stallions and mares. Mating grounds. She thought to herself, her sides heaving as she sighed. She couldn't think of any other place to find a decent stallion but the mating grounds. She wasn't sure if she was just looking for a herd, or if she would leave this place with a mate, but she thought she'd figure it out later.

The ground rumbled as her pillars stomped across the lands, carrying her to no where in particular. I hope the stallions here aren't all stupid wastes of time. Champagne thought to herself. She slowed to a stop only when she was pretty sure there were dark stallions around. And no other mares. She didn't feel like killing any stupid mares that moved in on stallions around her. All mares should realize, if you make a move on a stallion near her, whether she likes them or not, you will be killed. Other mares did not have the right to move in on stallions, when they were talking to her. It was a pretty basic concept.

Champagne glanced around, her audits and orbs scanning the tree line. She let out a huff of air before announcing herself. Oh dark stallions, come out to meet me. For all your lights and neutrals, stay away, or I'll be forced to kill you.

[s q u e e z i e-People Eater]

Golden orbs scanned the area. They belonged to a stallion, from far lands. The stallion was here for the mares. His size won him most of them, and his strangth stole them from others. he was here for his revenge, his twisted mind wanting nothing more than to fight, and kill those who tortured him. His orbs found what they were looking for. A mare.

Volltreffer stepped out of the shadows, and made his way effortlessly to the mare. She was ever so slightly bigger than him, though this didn't put him off. He eyed nearby stallions, telling them to back off, or die. He turned his haze to the mare in front of him.

"What is your curse?"

He asked this with with no hesitation. He knew what he was doing. he was a master at seducing, and manipulating horses, mares and stallions alike. His chest was hollow. he had no heart. The beating inside his ribs was just an echo of what was once a horse. The stallion was twisted, and the image of pure evil, and malace.

"I am Volltreffer, the great"

He said the name those gave him. They were scared of him, even the toughest of them all. His golden orbs were riddled with malace, and his audits never flickered. His mind was intent, and he would get his way. He would own land soon, he was sure of that. All he had to do was wait, manipulate, and most of all, fight.

[r o x y]

Champagne started at the stallions that had presented himself to her. She raised her right brow and snorted. No one demanded anything of her, and she would make that very clear. She highly enjoyed the fact that she was slightly taller then him. Thank you genetics. She fought a smirk that was trying to make it's way across her face.

As he demanded for her name, and introduced himself, the smirk broke through. She couldn't contain it any further. The great? And what makes you so great there Volltreffer? I mean, I've never heard of your name before, so in what context are you great? Champagne went on, showing she wasn't about to give into his demands. She wanted to be on top, and if she couldn't be, then she'd settle for equal. No less though, she'd never settle for less. That wasn't how things with her worked. She kept her name to herself, waiting for his reply.

[Spitz]

Coal trotted in very boldly and he saw a femme talking to the most disgusting stag he had ever seen. He walked up to the femme and arched his huge boa proudly "my dear, femme, what brings such a lovely mare like you here as you must have a mate already with your beauty" he smiled at her and looked at the stallion. He felt happy to be around horses his size at last ever since his mother kicked him out of her herd but he didn't care as his brother always got everything.

He batted the flies of his legs and then looked at the stallion and smirked "stag, I may be dark but I am having a good day so will you come with me and maybe the femme to get a home for all of us".

[r o x y]

Champagne turned her head towards the new stallion that had come before her. She studied him closely, pleased to see he was bigger then her. It had been a long time since she'd seen a horse that was bigger then her. That's what came with being a draft. You had to settle with being massive compared to everyone else, and having few other drafts around you. It was depressing at times, to go so long without seeing one like you.

As the new stallion spoke, Champagne raised her brow once again. I have no mate, with my beauty comes high expectations, and no stallion has met them for me as of yet. So I have still found no mate suitable enough to stand beside me. As he continued, asking her to follow, she shook her head. I follow no one, I am free until I find a mate.