The Black Foal

[Alto]

(Oops... I am not scared, Leviathan. I have forgotten. *steals chocolate away*)

She halted not too far off, watching as they began the battle. She wished Scout would back down, so not to be injured.
Please, Scout, surrender. Get away.
She didn't want her friend to be harmed.

[\\Leviathan//]

He awaited the flight of the inferior with a cruel smile devoid of mercy. If he posessed any strong feeling other than hatred in the deep recesses of his cardiac chambers, they were masked and hidden. He did not await retaliation from this smaller, more crudely built stag. If the Light valued his life, he would flee and so keep it. But who was to say that Leviathan would not pursue?

Yet the great and terrible auburn hellion had no such intentions. He would lure them into a false sense of security, allow them to think he was gone, then re-enter their lives and strike fear and chaos into their lives again. His wicked smirk grew more diabolical at the very thought.

[Alto]

She watched as the time grew desperate. As Leviathan lined up to attack, she whinnied out.
WAIT!
She knew the hellion only wanted her... She could not let Scout be hurt in any way, even if he was to win.

[lexis]

(ooc: It's up to you, but Scout's afraid to back down becasue it would spoil his honor, lol)
Scout stood his ground. He did not care if this stag had five more years of experiance or if he had twenty the fight would be fought and the loser would pay for his life. But as in all his battles fought he would wait for the other to attack first, and he had a great advantage. He was slightly more uphill then Leviathan. Just as the other's atttack was about to be made Anubi butted in. No Scout had made his decision "Anubi, my friend, back down now and flee. For if this stag defeats me then I would wish death, and if you stop my defeat I would want it all the more. For if I am unable to care for my harem against surrounding territories then what is the use of being alive?" He paused only to take a breath before quickly continuing but instead of the lyrics being bold and couragous like the ones before this on held something of care and gentlness. "Anubi if my soul shall leave my carcass this very day, depart and take care of my lands. Find a stag that you love and raise bloodlings in that topography, together." As this was said his kind spheres left an inaudible message "Go, be free..." and those were his last words before turning to the brute.

[Alto]

She knew she wouldn't see him again... even if he won.
She backed off, not wishing to disobey him...
Everything told her to run, yet her heart did not...
Yet she knew she had to go.
Scout wanted her to.
She knew she had not choice.
Saltine aqua stung her orbs as she turned away.
Farewell, my friend...

[\\Leviathan//]

Leviathan's cold voids narrowed. The stag chose death. So be it.

His easy-moving bod sprang into movement without warning. He leapt forth, erupting with a violent, underhanded blow towards the Light stag before him. In his mind the battle was already won, he had defeated greater brutes in his time and this short lily-livered quadriped would fall just the same.

[Alto]

She turned, racing away.
Satine crystals blurred her vision as she escaped...
Yet, she had to do something!
But there was nothing...
She dare not look back as she sped away.

[\\Leviathan//]

The demon turned from the weak stag in disgust, leaving him to his fate, the Light had obviously not taken well enough to the blow to continue his challenge. A wicked grin played upon the savage brute's facade as he watched the faen's flight. He was in no rush, he would catch her easily.

Stirring lazily into movement, he dual-beated forth, feeling the seething blood pump through his capillaries. His entire satanic form steamed with pent-up energy, yet he seemed passive. His want of action and the call of Darqness laid invisible spurs to his will, and in sudden dynamic movement his gait increased twofold, surging across the plain to close the distance between he and his victim.

[Alto]

As she came to a slow canter, she sent her gaze back to the two... But wait! he was coming, and fast! She flew into action, tire seeming to grip her. She had no where to go. This was it.

[\\Leviathan//]

The svelte tyrant eased his vigorous pace, slowing his gain though the distance between them was still thinning. He would let her sweat, let her insides churn with fear while waiting for his inevitable victory. Her terror drew him to her even stronger than pheromones, the powerful Darq side of his tortured soul crying out for bloodshed. Bloodshed or... Ah yes, she was a faen, and thus more useful than a pawn due for murder. For her to be allowed to live, his accursed genes would be there seeded.

[Alto]

Tire ruled her... Yet, she kept her pace, repeating a simple though through her mind:

"Keep going. Do not stop. You can do it."

Yet, she failed. She slid to a stop as she came tot he edge of the territory... Boardered by a large river, it's lashing and vigerous currents too dangerous for any living vreature to cross... Yes, even the sea-dwelling Leviathan. She turned away from him, knowing his intentions. Collumns burned with tire, breathing labored yet still. Yet, she braved up. Her crania towards him, he could not do a thing unless he faced the river... Or dragged her away.

[\\Leviathan//]

His retinas took in the tumultous undertow with an utter lack of concern. No body of water could ever strike fear through the cardia of this saprogenic demon. Dread had once been its instillment, but even that was banished now. Luciferous in nature, fear was a sentiment rooted in his Light side, which was crushed and battered to lie bitter and sardonic at the pit of his being, abandoned in favour of the power lent to him by Darqness.

His sarcous frame, encasing a terribly afflicted encephalon that's functions were increasingly turned to evil and malice, shifted nearer with complete confidence. He shouldered sideways up to his victim and with an underhanded gesture rank with fellness he slammed his side against hers with the aim of casting her earthward, a manic glow in his marbles.

(Sorry, had a wordiness spaz. Lol)

[Alto]

(I see this... Dang!!)

Earthbound she headed, tumbling. She quickly stood, facing him. Lungs expanded mercelessly as she gasped for breath... She would not give in.

[\\Leviathan//]

He snorted savagely, not pleased. Surely she must know that there could be no resisting him?

His maliciously glinting enamels closed sharply upon her nape, releasing with a violent jerk of the cranium after a mere fraction of a second. He nipped her once again, farther down, now decided that if she did not submit then he would overpower her. But first he would delight in his attempts to torture her into submission.

[Alto]

She reared high, striking something upon him... A sudden struke it was. She turned, heading a bit further down river, then turned back around.