Son of a Red Eyed Ghost
Upon entering the kingdom again he was quick to pick up her scent. Finding the now dried flower that had hung in her chestnut tresses. The smell of burning flesh and hair still hung heavily in the air. Blood trailed in the direction they had taken her. Long since traveled but her scent was still burned in his mind. Along with the memory of the flames...
Silver limbs moved his swiftly across the lands. The haze concealing him somewhat. Icey blue eyes scanned for others. Ears flicking back and forth anxiously. He hadn't traveled much deeper into the forest when he catches a faint cry in the air. Black ears pin against his skull as he shifts directions slightly. The pounding of his hooves softened by the abundance of dead leaves underfoot.
Coming up quickly he sees two figures fainted by a cloak of shadows. One of familiar markings and the other matching the darkness around them. Kuma struggles in pain as the other curls around her. He lowers his crown as he pushes forwards. His bulky frame sliding to a halt in front of the dark mare. Turning on his hunches to send his hind limbs striking the attacker mid chest. The clash of hoof and breast echo a crack thru the dense forests. He tucks his hindquarter again to offer another blow but he stops as the black mare falls back on her own hunches. Heaving for air. He swings around to face her. Demanding the attention of her red eyes. It off puts him a bit as he sees his father's eyes but quickly he thinks to the cream stallion that took Kuma captive and passes this mare off as one of his spawn.
His deep voice threatens her, "Don't touch her!" He had not really noticed the jelly like strings that fell from the mare. Though Kuma's cries beside her assure him the other had done her harm. His eyes shift to the chestnut mare with sorrow and a hint of shame. "I'm sorry it's taken so long. No one has come to help. We must go quickly Kuma." Looking over her body he sees the damage done. Burns consume her once smooth hide. The long chestnut tresses she had so proudly boast about where no more. She seemed uncomfortable and scared so he tried to comfort her with a gentle touch of his muzzle at her neck.
His silver face turns with a scowl to the other mare now lying on her side. She was also covered in scars and he wonders what sort of hell this place is. He watches as she thrashes about. Ivory limbs kicking at dirt and air. The bulge of her mid-section something he was familiar seeing a long time ago. Ruby eyes find his blue stare. Words flowing from her lips that confuses him...
Imperial
@[Dynast] I'm not proof reading this so I am sorry if anyone reads all my errors lol