Black and White and Red All Over

Manea grinned and chuckled as Alastor kissed her cheek, warning her to not be kicked. She was fairly certain that he was the one that needed to heed that warning, but she nodded all the same. She waited as he moved to go get into position, letting him get some distance from her before she began to move as well so that she wouldn't draw too much attention from the herd in their direction. She started creeping down the slope as well, moving from one patch of thick grass to another with deadly stealth. Once she was within range of the striped creatures she wanted just another moment longer to make sure Alastor had time to get into position before leaping out of the grasses with a snarling growl, making the horses immediately begin to run in a panic with yelping brays. She aimed for the small divide between the three zebras that had wandered away from the herd and the rest of them, snarling and snapping at their ankles to drive the prey away from their herd mates, forcing them in the opposite direction from the others and directly toward Alastor who laid in wait in the tall grasses they were now galloping toward.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny