Post by Aniya on Aug 4, 2009 21:47:35 GMT -5
The dark canyon was just that, dark. With the rotting odor of dried blood and fallen equines who just couldn’t make the cut. Their fate had been sealed from the moment they entered the long winding canyon. Boodica knew these canyons, she’d traveled them as well as shed blood upon their now crimson walls. The scent of stallions was over whelming here, not many mares would care to battle where stallions hung around. Though this was where Boodica would battle for her place within Incognito’s herd.
Drifting to a graceful stop under the low hanging cliff where the now blood water ran down the falls and made a blood waterfall. It’s coppery smelling liquid danced down her crimson pelt as she stood awaiting the bytch to answer her challenge and step forth. Dark chocolate orbs shifted lazily in their sockets as she placed her weight upon one hind limb to make herself comfortable as she waited for wind chaser. The buzzards sat upon a low hanging tree that had tried it’s luck to grow from the side of them canyon wall. Their scent filled Boodica’s head as she slung it violently, her adrenaline catching up with her as her thoughts stayed upon how to defeat the mare that would hopefully answer her challenge.