Chapter 1: The begining
2 foot, how easy.
4 feet, alright come on, let go of my head.
6 feet, damn it.. just barely tapped it. I told you to let go!
Kavanza tossed his head as he slowed to a walk. The dapple paterns of his muscular frame plastered down in a slime of lather and sweat. His body a dull grey from the speckals. The beautiful feathers on his massive hooves soaked in sweat and dripping. He snorted, blue eyes blazing. Ouch... that hurt. He snapped at his rider, how dare that asshole snap the reins! Kavanza was the top stallion at Regal Legends barn. A pure Andulusian, his mane a flowing black mass that went far past his shoulder and his tail dragging on the sandy floor. Kavanza had everything and got anything he wanted.
Envari shook her head and looked towards the old draft mare she's been conversateing with. "What an ass... look at him... out there acting like he's such a stud. He's just some silly Colt! That's what he is... such a disgusting pig of a horse." She snorted.
The mare rolled her eyes, "Whatever you say Envari... I'm not going to discus this with you again. You hate him and yet you still continue to watch his every move." the mare gave up reasoning with the now fumeing arabian and walked away.
Envari scowled at her and tossed her head to rid herself of the pesky long forelock. She flirted her ambery eyes at Kavanza as he walked by, a natural tease. Her amber orbs locking with the soild blues of her rival. She glared, the cremey red roan of her pelt stretched tight over her muscules. She was kept well groomed. Envari looked at her mane, checking for imperfections and giving her tail a determind swish. She noticed new activitys, stretching out her nose to inspect further at the actions of her humans. She heard her name... and she herd Kavanaza's? What were they talking about? She tilted her head and inched closer from her cross tie, pulling at it and rotating her ears to listen.
Kavanza wasn't returned to his stall this time. They were untacking him outside? How odd... Envari shook her head in confusion and offered a nicker which was ignored. She stamped her hoof, how annoying. She took a step back when she relized that Kavanza was getting closer and closer. Her ears went flat against her neck and she kicked out, turning to face him and paw the ground. A soothing hand touched her neck. Nothing they could explain to her would make her want that pig of a stud anywhere near her. A rope went around her hind leg, tieing it to her front. Trapped, she couldn't kick. She squealed as she felt the icy teeth of Kavanza on her hip.
A buck was useless, she couldn't get her rump off the ground. Baring her teeth, desperation and panic set in and she pulled on the cross ties that held her firmly implace. Kavanza seemed to be enjoying himself, she could hear the grin on his face as he chuckled at her attempts to free herself. A few moments of pain and he was done with her, already prancing back to his stall, so proud of himself. Envari glared as the speckled body disappeared into the barn. The hobble removed from her foot, she struck out and caught the stable hand on the knee, a punishment for disgraceing her elegant body with that pig's nasty genes.
She was lead back to her pasture and released. She stood for a long time, staring at the walls that now enclosed her. Her nose tilted towards the ground and she shook her head. No words able to discribe her feeling of disgust with herself and for her people. Envari galloped to the back of her pasture and hid in the numerous trees, unable to exscape the fact she was now carrying a foal she hated before she even knew it exsisted. Her eyes half closed and she wept to herself, pressing her forehead into a tree to hide the shamed look on her face. Kavanza had used her! He had raped and abused her, she looked at the marks from his teeth on her back and shook her head. Drool smeared on her elegant shoulder. She laid down and rolled furiously, unable to get that disgusting pigs smell off of her. She closed her eyes, her sides heaving as she laid on her side. She waited a minute before reopening the saddened amber orbs, then looking at her stomach. There was no exscapeing it... she was to birth Kavanza's foal.
Months passed, Envari got bigger and bigger. Kavanza's intrest in her became little to nothing. Now that she wasn't in heat, her presence was an annoyance to him and even the flirty nicker could draw his attention away from his prizes for his work. It was a chilly morning when Kavanza snapped. A filly was torn open on the floor, her body covered in bloody gashes and bruises. Eyes wide with terror and body lifeless. Kavanza had killed her, her refusal of his advances made him annoyed, he had done away with her and now he was thirsty for more bloodshed. It was a dance from hell as he reared and struck out. A horse so big able to rear out of reach of the ropes and the tranq gun. Kavanza left 3 dead in his trail as he galloped to the fence. 6'3. He could make it. He sped forward, his tail in the air behind him as he leapt. A massive shadow passed over the ground as he cleared it. He turned towards his ride and neighed a triumphent blast before he took off, gone from site in seconds. To be honest, Envari was happy he was gone, that she would never have to look at that face again. Her ears went back and she sighed and went back to eat her grain.
6 months had passed since that day... a handsome colt had finally come into the world. The birth had been hard and long and painfull. The colt was so large!
"Come Dancer." Envari cooed. She couldn't help it, she had grown to love him. Dancer was a beautiful colt, his body covered in dapple markings, his mane only one shade darker than white as was his tail. His eyes the purest of crystal blue and his nose small and black. He had long black legs and his speed was unmatched. Even as a foal of 3 months, he was already galloping around the pasture like a horse who knew what it was doing. Envari watched Dancer and gave a soft sigh of contentment. He was so beautiful, so elegant, so strong. She loved him, she loved him more than any mother could love her colt. She watched him run out of the stall, such a joy to be around. His steps high and measured, his strides long and ground eating. He held his head up high and looked about him as he walked. His small, yellow hooves dug into the ground as he stopped and pawed.
"I'm a lead stallion, Mama!" He nickered and jumped up, bucking out and giggleing to himself. Envari licked his cheek,
"Oh yes Dancer, you are the best stallion I know." she said softly and began to walk off to graze.
Dancer galloped after her, "Really mama?" He asked hopefully then paused.
A figure was approaching over the horizon. Envari protectively stood over her foal and bared her teeth as Kavanza skidded to a stop. He gave a completely wicked grin as he looked at Dancer.
"I've come for MY son...." He said lowly. Envari shook her head.
"No Kavanza! I've told you already! You CAN'T have him!" She bleated, tears begining to roll down her cheeks.
Kavanza shook his head, "That was the plan, remeber? When we first bred, just before I left. You told me that I could have him, you didn't want that UGLY/PATHETIC exscue for a foal." He grinned wickedly.
Envari looked at Dancer who stared up in her in horror. "You... you don't want me Mama?" he whispered. Envari closed her eyes,
"Just... just take him." She murmured. It would be better if Dancer thought she hated him.
"Go with Kavanza Dancer..." She whispered. Dancer shook his head,
"No! Mama, please don't make me go with him!" He begged. Kavanza grabbed him by the back of his neck, yanking him over the fence. Envari almost lurched to stop him but she allowed the stud to steal her colt. She turned her back to the fence and Kavanza suck his teeth into Dancer's back. Dancer squealed in agony and leapt away, running himself into the fence. "Mama please!" He begged. Kavanza bit him again. "Don't worry Envari, I won't kill him..." He said and grinned alittle before biting Dancer's rump to make him run. He ran with him. Just like that, Dancer and Kavanza were gone and Envari knew she would never see her colt again
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A Warrior Falls
AdventureA Warrior Falls is the story about a dapple stallion who was stolen from a farm as a young colt in order to pay off his father. When he's found 3 years later, a tattoo reveals he's their lost colt and he's adopted by a 16 year old girl named Carrie...
