Post by icolorfreak on Feb 3, 2013 11:58:19 GMT -5
The black stallion walked into the forest and pawed the ground. He decided that this was gonna be his place, his home, his territory. He knew he had to go deeper into the forest to claim his land. He did a semi-rear and took of running into the forest. He was quiet a fast runner, since his "dad' has told him that a fast stallion has a better chance of getting a mare. He ran for a while until he came across a medium sized clearing. There were a few trees, a hill, a pond, and a small cave. He walked around the place, thinking if he should claim this spot. He stood still and looked down, he decided that this is gonna be his territory.
Rebel ran up the hill and looked over the area. This was perfect for him, but he needed mares now. If anyone dared to come into his home to steal a mare, they would get beaten up. He could imagine seeing himself with lots of mare in his herd and with foals to. Fillies were ok to him, but colts were not. He didnt like colts and he would treat them like dirt until they turned 2. And then he would kick them out of the herd. He reared and yelled "I, Rebel's Thunder, claim this land! And no one else should claim it!"
