Claimed By Playing With Fire

[.:.~*~ Terenita ~*~.:.]

A soft sound of hoof beats were heard as he thundered across the emerald meadows, crimson pools eying it placidly. Ruby splashed canvas rippled his luscious fur as his muscles worked with ease, moving him along gracefully. Nape was held arched by strong yet slim muscles and his noble crest was held high, like that of leaders. Ebon daggers made shallow impressions on the sod as he abruptly halted his frame, puffed out his torso and reared up on his pillars, pistons slashing the heavens with their ebon, deadly talons. He wanted all to know that he, Playing With Fire, had claimed this land as his. )()Kind of short, sorry. I'm in a hurry.()(

[.x.~Jazz~.x.]

At once, two shadows moved.

First emerged a stallion who was not tall, but well-built with rippling muscle under his chocolate-hued coat. Soft, shockingly icy blue eyes looked over the new Neutrale King kindly.
Greetings, Playing With Fire.
He said, mysteriously already aware of the stranger's name.
I am Avalanche, Lord of the Lyghts. I see you are our Neutrale King now, and thus a member of the bondage. I salute you, and may my Lyght blessing be upon you and your herd.
The Lord said, bowing to the lesser-position stallion as if he were above him. With a snort, he galloped away, back to his beloved Brythem.

As soon as the Lyght Lord disappeared, a second shadow shifted out of the trees. This one was classic champagne in huing, and would have been a large, beautiful stallion if it wasn't for his malovelent scarlet eyes. He snorted roughly as he approached, holding his head high, higher than Avalanche, as if he thought himself Creator of the universe.
'Lo, rascal.
He spat, his eyes glowing purple for a second.
I hope you won't take in acoount what that scoundrel Avalanche said to you.
He moved closer, eyes slits now.
I hope so - or you are in great, great trouble from the Darq Race.
He said threateningly.
Or you - and your herd - will die.
With that he spat, and turned to glide back into the shadows and away into his cursed quarters.