You Better Be Good To Me

Obsidian rested a hind hoof on it?s tip as she waited for this meeting to begin. A comfortable wind brushed invisible fingers over her hide, and she gave a lazy flick of her thick black tail in contentment. Ears flicked to and fro now and then, listening to wolves arriving and the quiet general chatter between Erani and Corrie. Then her skin twitched as the Alpha arrived after? Was that Neo? She had never met him personally, and he didn?t look like one she wanted to meet, either. She acted on her prey instincts for perhaps the first time since she?d come into the pack. She shifted slightly, putting the gigantic black male that was Erani?s mate, and Cormalin between her and that angry, hateful presence.

Her large blue eyes turned to Collision as he began speaking, ears pricked forward to listen to him. Most of what he was talking about made little sense to her, seeing as she had been a member of the domesticated creatures for most of her life. What was an Alliance, exactly? What was marriage? What was Betrothal? What was a slave? And then Erani was speaking, and she had never seen the lovely white healer upset like this before. And Cormalin was angry too. Should she be angry? Her head tossed, and she gave a huff. Erani was being stripped of her rank. That was like being placed last in a show, wasn?t it? She herself had never placed lower than second, but she?d experienced the sour mares that had been placed last. They never liked to lose.

She could feel the rage coming from Cormalin, the worry from Nova, and the wrath from Erani, and her tail lashed side to side. Cormalin and Erani, Nova, as well as the pretty female, Chrysanthe, were leaving, and Cormalin gestured for her to follow. She trotted after him, tail raised and flicking side to side.

-Exit The Horse-