The Mare......

A mare walking through the place. Her coat was pitch black, blacker then the night sky, if you could believe it. Her mane was long and waving, falling to her shoulders, deeper black then her form. Her banner flowed around her rump, teasing the ground. Muscles rippled under her deep coat, giving her a powerful look. A small dome was held high, perfectly shaped. Her nose was flaring, auds pricked, and golden blue orbs dancing. A smile played on her maw. Powerful pillars moved effortlessly, ivory daggers sinking into the terra. A scent filled the air around her. It smelled like honey suckle, and jasmins, the smell of her being in heat. Though, no stud dared crossed this mare's pass...no one. The mare was Satan, the devil horse...or immortal horse you could say.

Diablo dared and he stepped out, "Now hun, this is no place to be" He shook his head.

A deadly smile appeared on her maw now. "So, you have dared confront the Lordess of Darkness....Satan, then you have stepped a dagger in your own grave, young stud." she said, gaze as cold a ice and as evil as venom ' I go where I please, and never call me Hun"

He shrugged," Now thats no way to talk to me... what shall I call you then? And besides This is my lands," His huge back body was gleaming and shivering, his daggers pawed the ground his eyes were dark and mysterious, his voice was dark and his auds showed nothing, he was not in a defensive position, but when you looked at him, he didn't need a position. He had animals around him, a cheetah pounced on his back and layed down purring low and deep.

She chuckled deeper "I talk to others how I want and when I want. These may be your lands, but I don't honor your position. Also, Satan is my name, means Devil if your to ignorant to know" Her orbs danced slightly, knowing she could get on anyone's nerves. This was one of her games.

"Satan, hmm, Diablo, meaning devil if you were to ignorant to know." H mumbled something to the cheetah and the cheetah nodded leaping off to climb half way up a tree.

"They mean the same thing. I know what Diablo means, and ignorant I am not" she pinned back her auds. Her gaze when to the cheetah, and she chuckled. The thing could not harm her really, though she dared it to try.

"I am no ordinary cheetah, stupid mare." the cheetah growled as she talked

"None of us are" a lion snarled

"Watch your tounge, or I will personally take it out. I know your not ordinary. Hardly anything here is ordinary" she spat. Her eyes glowed red for a second before going regular blue gold.

The cheetah laughed, "Oh mare, if I were you, I wouldn't be threatening me," she said wickedly, the cheetah jumped down but while in the air she turned into a eagle, circling above the forest trees.

Diablo grinned, as his mate walked up she was blacker then the blackest night, and she looked beautiful, though that was what tricked you. A gust of wind blew around her, making her presence known.

She felt the new mare's prescence but did not care. Her coat was darker then the others, a deeper black then those two could even imagine. Her gaze was unwavering on the two as she says "Leave. I don't need crap from two horses"

(Please, this is a family friendly site, even though that may not be a bad word for you, think of what a 7 year old might think just a reminder.)

Friska snorted "We do not take orders from someone like you." The eagle laughed from the trees above as she watched the mare.

Diablo looked at the mare with his head tilted to the side a bit, he murmured something to friska that made them both laugh, then he settled his gaze onto the mare once more.