hail to the TRUE king (open/Apryl)

[Halo<3]

I am the one hiding under your bed

The big chestnut strode proudly into the land, now his. His stride was slightly off, his left hind lagging slightly behind his noble movement. Tiarni had sure given him a good blow to the stifle. The next day it would be sore, he was sure. Stiff and sore. But the following days would help it mend. The big stallion swallowed his pain and took a step back, rearing tall into the sky. His sharp draft hooves struck the sky heavily. He landed roughly, the ground rumbling at impact. He let out a dark nicker, resembling a chuckle. He was the king now. He was the king always.

Prince raised his head to the sky and belted out a whinny, beckoning to the land now his. He had a little brat in mind with the call, but any wanderer was welcome, excluding stallions. He wanted Paparazzi to come meet her master. She was his now. The battle had been written out in terms that land, position, and the little fan girl would become Prince's. And he had won. So they were. Might as well meet the little pest now, right? Prince snorted and pawed at the ground, hoof scraoing against the stony ground. Now where was his fan girl?

Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

[>-{Apryl}->]

I was going to kill him. If he ever came back I'll kill him. Tiarni has been gone for a while now, and I have roamed about this loney forest far too long. I will kill him, I told myself out of spite. Even though the truth was I was sick with so much worry. All I can remember was hearing him talk with someone and now poof. He's gone. For hours I moved swiftfully through trees and srubs, and would often fly gracfully over small logs. Not a sent was found in the misty air.

Sunlight now fought through the mist, giving the forest a beautiful but eerie glow to it. This was my first morning here at this forest, and I had to spend it alone. A slight sight slipped through my white lips, I would just have to give up the search for now. With all hopes dashed, I was going to turn and head back to where I came. Yet something stopped me, it was a smell. A smell of sweat, blood, and... Tiarni. I reared then went into a full gallop to where the sent was coming from. A quiet whinny was now heard through out the forest. It must have been my Tiarni, he came back and is now looking for me!

A smile had appered on my maw, never before was I so happy about one stallion. My smile soon dissapper as I caught sight of a chestnut stag not to far from where I was. I went into an abrupt stop, almost sliding in the ground. The sent was strong to where this new stag was, which made my fears come true. I moved into my smooth trot and went over to the chestnut. My white redish main flowed lazily behind me as I went over to the stallion. My bodic glowed from the mist in the air. I stopped near the stallion and look at him.

The smell of dry blood and sweat has strong from him, as though he came back from a fight. I was able to fit the pieces toghter so I knew what was going on, yet still deep inside me was a slight bit of hope. "If you wish to speak with the King, I am afraid he is not here just now." I said to him calmly, with a slight hint of seduction. I could not help that for I was born to atract stallions. "Whom might you be brute?" I asked him.