04-19-2016, 07:20 PM
The paint stallion had returned to the Falls from a border patrol, the day was ending and the sun was setting. He stood still and scanned the horizon of the Falls, it was peaceful and the waterfall was still roaring as loud as the first day he entered the kingdom. A grin appeared on his maw as Sorea's scent ran threw his nares, he picked up a leisurely trot as he made his way over to the mare. He was quick to stop as a second scent ran through, he didn't know exactly who it was but it was a Dale scent. The paint stallions ears flicked back with anger and anxiety, he figured it had to have been Phaderus, the stallion who claimed Sorea a few seasons ago. He had hoped this day wouldn't have come, but knew all to well that a herd stallion would fight for a mare he courted.
Jedi was quick to break into a gallop towards the scent of the two horses, his heart raced as his hooves beat into the ground, leaving an imprint with each step. The two horses where in eye sight, the stallion he has heard so much of but never met was there infront of him; to his surprise the dark stag had wings. He slid to a halt a few paces from the two, he gave a snort and his ears remained pinned. He caught the tail end of the conversation that Sorea had wished to stay at the Falls, he looked at the stag with hope that he would allow the mare to stay without a fight. Although Jedi has never fought a horse with powers (wings) he would if it meant Sorea could stay in the kingdom.
JEDI
THE JOURNEY IS YOURS.