Awaiting Dyain

[shadowchild]

A smokewashed stallion three-beats into the mysterious land, his head held high, nostrils flared. His enamels scan the land, his tail high like a banner. Feeling tranquil, the gray brute searched for the lead stallion. When seeing none, he stamped a hoof impatiently.

[Dyain, I challenge for this land.]

Having said what he wanted, Supernova struck out with a black leg, excited, then finally settled down enough to graze. The gritty dirt mingled pleasantly with the sweet grass. He whinnied impatiently for Dyain to come and fight him.

[dyain]

[grounded till fri, i accept the challenge. a p ost will replace this soon]

[shadowchild]

(Ok, I'll start a thread in the battle place... I forget its name. Lotta Bay, I think.)