11-20-2019, 08:43 PM
At first, Aten did not notice how the other stallion failed to look all the way in his and Wolfbane's direction, but then again that could be because the blue-striped arrogant fool was all but practically yelling at him now. Wolfbane had told the new stallion he'd 'get to him in a second' which immediately set the golden stallion on edge, for he knew Wolfbane was not the most pleasant at conversation when it came to strangers. He only seemed to appreciate talking to his Queen and their family.
Not that Aten knew what was going on between them right now, and he didn't care.
Wolfbane's name-calling did not phase the golden stallion, for he knew he was older than the former. He did not yet feel it though, his form still youthful and strong despite the more than a dozen springs he'd spent in this land. His muscles were thick with strength, his gait flowing across the land when he ran. He could still fight, for the scars on his body spoke of his time as a bachelor, and he was not one to take insults from any horse, older or younger.
But he also knew when to hold his tongue. Starting a fight with Wolfbane now in front of this stranger might only serve whatever negative words he'd heard about the forest kingdom, if any.
"You didn't need to ask for my opinion. But I find your intimidating attitude toward a visiting stranger more than just rude. He comes here seeking cover, and even says he knows a horse here, so we should listen to his side of the story."
But Wolfbane didn't seem to care, as he'd stated anyways. He spoke of how Aten annoyed him, saying he hurt those that annoyed him. The golden stallion would've rolled his eyes had Wolfbane not gone on, but what he said next made Aten's blood run cold. Or rather, heat up, when he began to get angry.
He could already feel the nature inside him turning as soon as Wolfbane say the name of the buckskin mare Aten thought of as his. He threatened to hurt her, to tell her why he had decided to hurt her. With every word that left Wolfbane's mouth, Aten's blood boiled to the point that his skin was starting to change, and if one looked carefully when the sun hit just right, they would possibly see he was no longer covered by the natural hair a horse had... but with something stronger, tougher, more sinister...
The stallion took in a deep breath to calm himself, feeling the inside of his nose get hot as well from the steam building in his belly and chest that happened when his inner fire was stoked. The thick layer of saliva already building up around his tongue also affected his speech a bit, but with each word he would say next, it faded so he could talk normally again.
"It would be a very wise investment for your future that you do not even think of so much as touching her," he all but growled out, his voice deep and angry, but steady.
Wolfbane didn't say anything else to Aten, instead talking to Tyr next about the condition he needed to stay. Aten let him finish what he had to say to Tyr before he also addressed the dark stallion, briefly noting something different about his eyes before talking.
"I apologize if either of our behavior has unnerved you. Lilliana is about, so most likely either myself or Wolfbane will spot her before the end of the day and ask her about you."
Deciding his business was done, and so he could go question Lilliana about the dark stallion, Aten turned to leave. As he did, he stopped and glanced at Wolfbane, "And whether you think I mouth off to you or not, I do not care either. I have as much of a right to greet newcomers as you do, though there seems to be a big difference in our methods."
Noting he also needed to get the word out to Turul to keep an eye on Lethia and the children, Aten walked away, taking in deep breaths to cool his rising body temperature before he gave away something he shouldn't yet.
@[Tyr] @[Wolfbane]
Not that Aten knew what was going on between them right now, and he didn't care.
Wolfbane's name-calling did not phase the golden stallion, for he knew he was older than the former. He did not yet feel it though, his form still youthful and strong despite the more than a dozen springs he'd spent in this land. His muscles were thick with strength, his gait flowing across the land when he ran. He could still fight, for the scars on his body spoke of his time as a bachelor, and he was not one to take insults from any horse, older or younger.
But he also knew when to hold his tongue. Starting a fight with Wolfbane now in front of this stranger might only serve whatever negative words he'd heard about the forest kingdom, if any.
"You didn't need to ask for my opinion. But I find your intimidating attitude toward a visiting stranger more than just rude. He comes here seeking cover, and even says he knows a horse here, so we should listen to his side of the story."
But Wolfbane didn't seem to care, as he'd stated anyways. He spoke of how Aten annoyed him, saying he hurt those that annoyed him. The golden stallion would've rolled his eyes had Wolfbane not gone on, but what he said next made Aten's blood run cold. Or rather, heat up, when he began to get angry.
He could already feel the nature inside him turning as soon as Wolfbane say the name of the buckskin mare Aten thought of as his. He threatened to hurt her, to tell her why he had decided to hurt her. With every word that left Wolfbane's mouth, Aten's blood boiled to the point that his skin was starting to change, and if one looked carefully when the sun hit just right, they would possibly see he was no longer covered by the natural hair a horse had... but with something stronger, tougher, more sinister...
The stallion took in a deep breath to calm himself, feeling the inside of his nose get hot as well from the steam building in his belly and chest that happened when his inner fire was stoked. The thick layer of saliva already building up around his tongue also affected his speech a bit, but with each word he would say next, it faded so he could talk normally again.
"It would be a very wise investment for your future that you do not even think of so much as touching her," he all but growled out, his voice deep and angry, but steady.
Wolfbane didn't say anything else to Aten, instead talking to Tyr next about the condition he needed to stay. Aten let him finish what he had to say to Tyr before he also addressed the dark stallion, briefly noting something different about his eyes before talking.
"I apologize if either of our behavior has unnerved you. Lilliana is about, so most likely either myself or Wolfbane will spot her before the end of the day and ask her about you."
Deciding his business was done, and so he could go question Lilliana about the dark stallion, Aten turned to leave. As he did, he stopped and glanced at Wolfbane, "And whether you think I mouth off to you or not, I do not care either. I have as much of a right to greet newcomers as you do, though there seems to be a big difference in our methods."
Noting he also needed to get the word out to Turul to keep an eye on Lethia and the children, Aten walked away, taking in deep breaths to cool his rising body temperature before he gave away something he shouldn't yet.
@[Tyr] @[Wolfbane]