all these voices in my head

His ghostly gaze never left the remaining coyotes as they hesitated, their instincts battling between survival and hunger. With Xurek's powerful kick sending one more to the ground, the last two found themselves cornered between the two massive stallions. Uruk's eyes narrowed, and with a swift, lethal precision, he lunged forward with his head and horn low. That horn struck one coyote in the side, lifting it off the ground and taking it with his impaled horn. As he flicked it off of his horn, the other tried to retreat and dart away, but Uruk had his mother's thoroughbred blood and was surprisingly fast, much faster than the coyote. He ran beside the canine for awhile, his eyes narrowed and his lips curling into a malicious grin. He reveled in the fear of it for a moment before a crushing blow from one of his heavy hooves ended the final threat in an instant.

Breathing heavily, Uruk turned to survey the valley behind him. The lush grasses swayed gently, and the river sparkled in the fading light, unmarred by the brief violence that had just occurred. With the danger past, his focus shifted to the stream Xurek approached. Uruk moved toward it, the cool, clear water inviting him after such a battle.

He lowered his head, taking in the refreshing water, savoring the momentary peace. "Predators will always be a part of the land," he rumbled in response to Xurek's question, his voice calm. "But so will we, and they will learn to fear us soon enough."

[ 3/3 Explore new land (Emerald Valley) ]
[ 3/3 Fought a large opponent (Coyote Pack) ]

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