05-24-2016, 08:58 AM
Thanata cursed her carelessness; she hadn't even seen him coming. She thought she'd heard something, but attributed it to the wind, or perhaps one of the woodland creatures in the area. This land was so big, she didn't think it'd take a horse only a short while to find her. A stallion, no less. Thanata thought she would've had a bit more time to relax, recover from the journey she'd just gone through and rest her weary body.
Lifting her head, her mane falling to the side of her neck as it usually was, the mare took a step back as she absorbed the appearance of the stranger. The stallion was much shorter than the Friesian mare, but with the aura he gave off, it did not make him any less imposing. His gray body was muscular, conditioned, which told her that even though he was shorter than her, he could fight if necessary. Thanata, for some reason, doubted it wouldn't get to that point, especially if this stallion didn't like strangers.
His white legs and bald face almost masked the appearance of his eyes; from this distance, she figured they were light in color, since she couldn't see them too well. Last, but not least, was the imposing claw mark she could see on his right chest. It was almost a horrible sight; who had done that to the stallion? Was there a predator up here that had hurt him, and could possibly hurt her or any others living here? The thought of mountain lions or whatever big cat didn't phase Thanata that much; she'd seen, run from, and fought a good number, but up here, in the frigid cold...
She didn't want to think about that. Thanata gave her head a light shake back and forth, pushing her forelock out of her eyes in the process, so she could see better. The stallion was a little closer now, but far enough she didn't feel consumed by his presence near her. Her ears pricked forward as he spoke to her, his lips beginning to curve upward a small bit, almost as if he was smiling. His voice was calm, gentle, but Thanata doubted he really meant it. More than likely, it was just an act, a ruse to get her to lower her guard. Like all wild horses, Thanata knew better than that; she wouldn't lower her guard unless this stallion gave her a good reason to.
Even then, she may not lower it anyway. She didn't trust anybody that much.
She listened to the stallion introduce himself, by the name of Brynmor. Unusual name... she thought to herself, but then again, hers was too, so she kept that comment to herself. Taking another shy step back, the mare lowered her head, her eyes drifting upward to still keep an eye on the stallion.
"H-hello..." Thanata stuttered out, her ears twitching back and forth, a show of the nervousness she was trying to hide.
Lifting her head, her mane falling to the side of her neck as it usually was, the mare took a step back as she absorbed the appearance of the stranger. The stallion was much shorter than the Friesian mare, but with the aura he gave off, it did not make him any less imposing. His gray body was muscular, conditioned, which told her that even though he was shorter than her, he could fight if necessary. Thanata, for some reason, doubted it wouldn't get to that point, especially if this stallion didn't like strangers.
His white legs and bald face almost masked the appearance of his eyes; from this distance, she figured they were light in color, since she couldn't see them too well. Last, but not least, was the imposing claw mark she could see on his right chest. It was almost a horrible sight; who had done that to the stallion? Was there a predator up here that had hurt him, and could possibly hurt her or any others living here? The thought of mountain lions or whatever big cat didn't phase Thanata that much; she'd seen, run from, and fought a good number, but up here, in the frigid cold...
She didn't want to think about that. Thanata gave her head a light shake back and forth, pushing her forelock out of her eyes in the process, so she could see better. The stallion was a little closer now, but far enough she didn't feel consumed by his presence near her. Her ears pricked forward as he spoke to her, his lips beginning to curve upward a small bit, almost as if he was smiling. His voice was calm, gentle, but Thanata doubted he really meant it. More than likely, it was just an act, a ruse to get her to lower her guard. Like all wild horses, Thanata knew better than that; she wouldn't lower her guard unless this stallion gave her a good reason to.
Even then, she may not lower it anyway. She didn't trust anybody that much.
She listened to the stallion introduce himself, by the name of Brynmor. Unusual name... she thought to herself, but then again, hers was too, so she kept that comment to herself. Taking another shy step back, the mare lowered her head, her eyes drifting upward to still keep an eye on the stallion.
"H-hello..." Thanata stuttered out, her ears twitching back and forth, a show of the nervousness she was trying to hide.