Challenge for Emerald Hills

[Reflection]

Brown optics watching,
Strong pillars striding,
Crown posed high,
Frame held proud,
It could only be; The Golden Masculine striding through the terra. Sun Kissed Bodice gleamed brightly and determination flared in the stag's deep brown optics. Standing at about 16.2hh, He was a large steed. He had a life time of expierience, and had endured factors that most equines lacked. He was no longer Saturnine for his past. He now viewed it as something to hold close and to vibrate and distribute determination and strength. The fact that he had lost his last fight did not make him pause, for now he was fully healed, mentally and physically, and he had no weakness any more. Not even memories would halt him, for he would simply keep forth and Never Give Up. He had not yet met the lead of this terra, but he soon would, or death would come upon the stag. The Gold Masculine advanced watching forth and observing the terra. There were lush rolling hills, and cliffs and rocks, a snow fed water hole, and much more. The winds blew warmly, and there was safe refuge. Yes, this would due. The Gold steed came to a halt and watched his brown optics blank for a moment before finally turneing to the wind and raising up on his back daggers forming into a rear as he let out a strong, challenging call, to bring forth the lead stead of this place he now stood proudly upon. The call was filled with memories, jubilance, and tears of the past, but that was what made it so terrifyingly strong, and true. When the stag finally came down from his rear he announced strongly to the residents nearby

I hereby Challenge the Lead Steed of this terra The Emerald Hills. There shall be a fight whether it is wanted or not, For words will sadly not suffice the want of tradition...

[i!shadow!i]

Promise was annoyed whenever stallions called fights. She was pestered by the new stallion coming an trying to steal her stallion's territory. Besides, a challenge like that was cheating, killing a stag if they do not agree, ha! I will kill you first! Promise thought. Her sharpened daggers were always ready to protect her land and her foal. But she waited by the woods, to watch.

[horselover4ever122]

Numaric Light heard a call, his 2nd in this past month. OR close to it. Whaever. He cantered along until he saw palimino, must be the stag he thought. It was only Promise. When he got closer, he noticed another palimino. It was him. A challenge? he asked. Bah!

[Reflection]

Alonzar dipped his head
as the dappled steed approached.
And as the stag spoke A million rude remarks
flicked through the gold masculine's mind in an instant,
but he pushed them away, rudeness would not help,
and this stag had done nothing to the gold steed.
So he swiftly and placidly replied
calmness and firmness
in his tone...

Yes.
I shall expect you then
at the Fighting Valley.

And with that plainly said,
nothing could be questioned,
and Alonzar dipped his head once more,
and broke into a swift,
yet calm and time arousing canter.
Some equines rushed off to the Fighting Valley,
but The gold steed saw no sense in it;
For it only wasted energy that was needed.
His silky silvery banners flew gently behind the gold steed,
and his sun kissed pelt gleamed gloriously in the sun
that beat down so harshly
at this hour...

[k2ishorse]

Another challenger? How rude! Sky River trotted slowly in so her foal could keep up. She tsked her tounge as she saw a palomino stallion walk off. She snorted her protest. If Numaric Light lost, she was leaving, too! She stomped her foot indignatley, and her foal shyed away from it. She reassuringly nuzzled him, so he'd know that she wasn't mad at him. He was so... Cautious. This wasn't a place for him to be. She trotted away slowly once more, looking over her sholder reluctantly. She wanted to help! But, the best way for her to help now was to just let those stallions be. So, she left.