Say You'll Never Let Me Go -[Warlight]

[Clayton]

Clayton

Every Story Has Two Sides

It was surreal that she was before him, flesh and blood. He had looked for so long and thought that perhaps they would never run into each other again, but fate wasn't finished with them just yet. He gently nudges the mare and much to his relief she rolls awake, she looks at him like she had just awoken from a long nap. Hey Clay she says with a smile, her reaction causing a gentle laugh to escape his maw.

There time alone was brief as the sound of another echoed in his ears, he turns his head to the source and sees a pale stallion storming over. He gave no warning, and no reason for his intrusion, Clayton could only expect the worst. He positions himself in front of Warlight and his ears pinned to the back of his dome.

He was not a young colt anymore, he was a grown stallion and his body had built muscle over the year, the two were similarly matched. Clayton had no issues finishing the fight this idiot would start, and as the fiery buckskin came to a halt his chest was nearly touching Claytons, gazing at Clayton threateningly.

He had never felt these emotions before, the usually calm tempered stallion was itching with anger. He wasn't sure if it was completely due to wanting to protect Warlight, or just to wipe the arrogance from this bastard. Clayton matched the stallions stance, puffing his chest so the two stood brushing chests. His ears remained pinned and his teeth barely visible as a subtle snarl could be detected from the horned stag. Who the hell do you think you are?! He demanded an explanation from this asshole, storming over here like they owe him something.

Stop

The plead for help barely caught his attention, but it was the sweet voice of Will. His gaze flicked from the pale stallion to Warlight, he was so caught up in hormonal rage he had lost sight of Will. This is my friend, we grew up together. She introduces him to the stallion, but shouldn't it be the other way around? What the hell was going on, and how did these two know each other?

He exhales with a snort and a swish of his tail to show his irritation of the situation. His eyes looked at Warlight quizzically before glancing back to the stranger How do you two know each other? He asks, his eyes narrowing on the stallion, his chest never relaxing, though he spared a blood bath for the sake of Warlight's request.

@[Raul] @[Warlight] oh the hormones.