Fire in the Snow

[lemuria]

((anyone is free to join! feel free to make a dramatic entrance if you like add thieves, predators, whatever you like.

I'll be RPing Hayate: allequineroleplay.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=bios&action=display&thread=133

It's set in Japan, during the transition between fall and winter, the weather will play a big role, there will be storms and snow.

It can go anywhere from plain horse interaction, adventure to supernatural, horror or whatever you want it. ))

A cruel shout shattered the silent autumn air "And Let this be a lesson to you, pipsqueak!" The heavy draft stallion snorted and let out a deep laugh, he turned to the skinny working mare behind him and bit her side viciously "move it, sweetheart" the mare gave a small scream and began to walk slowly, she glanced back at the small figure sprawling on the farm road.

A roan Hokkaido stallion, small for his age, lay on the ground, his silver eyes still ablaze, his teeth bared defiantly... his gaze piercing the draft stallion like a sword trough an enemy's heart, ears pressed against his skull, teeth gritting, nostrils flaring in frustration.
He could do nothing as the brute walked away with the weak mare, it burned him inside... his legs won't respond! the stallion had kicked him so hard on the ribs it was painful to breathe, he could feel the bones in his neck burning as well.

The nameless worker mare had been his friend.. she was weak and old... his whole being ached and not only physically, he had failed her.
Whatever fate awaited her was worse than death, and given her condition and age, chances where he may never see her again.
Hot tears of frustration slid down his face.

It took him several hours to recover... the pain in his neck had subsided and his legs began to respond, he snorted and began walking trough the road in defeat with his head held low, fallen leaves turned the world gold and red.

Steam accompanied his every breath, the young stallion was not in the mood to go home, no one was there anyway.

He passed lonely rice pads, empty after the harvest, the land around him, adorned with a carpet of gold, was preparing to sleep for the winter, dragonflies danced in the chill wind and mushrooms dotted the bottom of tree trunks.

Once he reached the crossroads he took the path to the right, it led to wild forest land...

[paperboat]

((Hey, hope you don't mind if I join I wanted to reply for ages, but finally got the time to get a good enough response going!))

"Hey, where do you think you're going, pipsqueak?"
"Yeah, we haven't had our fun with you yet, we all get a turn!"
"You can run as fast as you like princess, but with those stubby legs you won't be getting far!"
The mare ran anyway. She didn't care whether or not they caught her eventually, so long as she got away from them. Her limbs ached, her neck bled with the bites from the forceful bachelors but her spirit still ordered her to flee. It was true, she was a small thing- at 13 hands, she wasn't going to do much damage to the large stallions- but she didn't care much for that. It never bothered her; she would fight anyway. She glanced behind her and saw the black hellion leading, flanked by his bay and grey herd brothers, and she cursed. She had been running for too long and her limbs were beginning to fail her.

She reached a steep incline and turned again, stopping this time to gauge how long she had to make a decision. It was precious little, as the three stallions were hot on her heels, so she made the foolish decision to jump. The three stallions skidded to a halt as they saw the mare leap, and their leader, the black, shoved the bay roughly aside. "Out of my way, you imbecile!" he snapped, trotting to the edge of the incline and peering over.

Hyrra lay in the dirt, her chocolate coat mottled with blood, sweat and grime. Her breath came in gasps, but it was more the run that had exhausted her rather than the fall. It hadn't been all that bad, in hindsight. She glanced up at the three furious stallions and slowly, steadily got to her feet.
"Hey, she's alive!"
"Injured though?"
"Maybe, I can't tell."
"Well if she is she won't get far. She won't struggle so much either."
"Good point. C'mon, there's an easier way down."

She groaned at their talk and tried to move, but found she couldn't. Her limbs had seized up. She let out a whinny of fear and tried her best to limp forwards, but she got three paces and gave up, hanging her head.

[lemuria]

The small roan stallion continued his aimless walk trough the wildlands, lost in though, he stopped beside a clearing where two ancient pine trees formed a gateway to a meadow, stargazer's meet he called it, a place where you could see all the stars in the sky.

The quiet autumn wind rustled his dark mane gently, but the atmosphere was suddenly broken by a faint, distant sound.
The pony's head shot up, ears perked, nostrils flaring.
One hoof at a time, he crossed the gate to stargazer's meet and galloped towards the source of the sound.

It wasn't long before he found it, another pony, and she was obviously injured, she looked tired and scared, as well. He had to do something...
He slowed down his pace as he approached and neighed to announce his presence.
Making sure to keep his head low and his stance relaxed, he approached her slowly to show her he meant no harm.
"Hey, are you all right?"
He kept his distance but tried to get close enough to better asses her condition.

[paperboat]

Hyrra heard the neigh and immediately tensed. Oh no, not again..
"Please, don't do this. I've had enough, pick on someone your own size!" she said desperately, trying to walk forwards again. When the form of a pony about her size sprang into view a sense of relief washed over her. "Oh, you're not them," she said. She looked over her shoulder and saw the three bachelors beginning to make their way down a smooth slope. Her heart sank. "N-no, I'm not," she said to the newcomer, "those hellions are chasing me. They're wanting to mate with me but-"

"Princess! You better not start trying to run again, or we'll just make it harder!" The grey called out from his place at the front of the group.

She flattened her ears. "I need to get out of here!"

[lemuria]

Hayate's eyes widened, he turned around quickly and caught sight of the larger stallions, he flattened his ears and bared his teeth "those... savages!" something burned within him, the recent loss of his friend had ignited it and it was almost physically painful to resist the urge to get up there!

but he had to... he stood no chance against 3 full grown large males, and more important, risking it could cost the stranger her life... so he took a deep breath and turned back to look at the newcomer "I know a place not far from here where you can hide"
she looked exhausted and her leg muscles looked tense, he shook his head and quickly moved to the mare's side, neck-by-neck, shoulder-by-shoulder, like two farm ponies on a plow.
It was a bold move considering how injured the poor mare was... but he had to risk it, they couldn't afford to loose more time, they'd be down the slope any minute.
"Here, you can lean on me it should make walking easier, we have to go over there, just beyond those trees" he held her warm gaze for a moment "ready to go?"