Lux'noticus | 7 Yrs, 3 mnth | Loner| Mentions: Atsila, Otekah, Chatan, Scarlet |
Sharpened hooves sought last minute revenge on the white draft creating two vertical bleeding wounds on the huge beast. The rival stallion, name still unknown, was defeated...he had been a worthy opponent and Lux'noticus displayed a rare show of empathy in not shaming the fine young stallion further by chasing him from his former lands. Arrow shaped ears would instead focus upon newly won heard, a gentle neigh of greeting from the bloodied lad as tail flagged proudly.

Familiar figures would be acknowledged with a warm gaze, but the first order of business would be to meet the old queen of the herd. Fine white muscled figure would trot up to Otekah, ignoring her son for now, and instead offering up a curious greeting.

"Good eve, Ma'm...You are the current queen of this herd, yes?"

The white beast would have made the assumption based on Scarlet's decision to approach the female as well as the authority that clung to the female's silhouette. Weather or not the assumption was correct would have to be seen....

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Otekah | Female | 12 years | Queen
Mentions: Lux, Scarlet

Otekah observed the ghostly stallion's victory with a neutrally pleased expression, looking past the monochrome mare to the now-approaching gentleman. Like she had come accustomed to doing, the mare straightened her posture and tucked her head ever so slightly, making sure to keep her tail draping in between her legs elegantly. She watched his movements and admired the pride and confidence with which he carried himself. He was a treat for the eyes, certainly. Despite the buzzing chatter that began in the wake of the leadership upheaval, gracefully curved ears stood at full attention. Pinewood eyes gleamed with curiosity and interest, looking to meet the stallion's with a congratulatory gaze. "The Chief approaches," she purred, her dulcet tones meant to caress the ears in such a way that might entrance the alabaster sultan, "Lux'noticus. Scarlet here was just beginning to speak about you. You are correct in your assumptions, sire. I am the Queen Otekah."

"The Crown is calling my name.."

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Scarlet | Mare | 7 Years
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"I have found so much beauty in the Dark,
as I have found many horrors in the light."



Lux'noticus | 7 Yrs, 3 mnth | Loner| Mentions: Otekah, Chatan, Scarlet |
Ear's would swivel to absorb the silken words spoken through roan lips, a rippling shiver sweeping across the King's alabaster pelt at the queen's hypnotizing tones. The praise from the queen would be taken well by Lux'noticus, a soft rumble of approval reverberating within his muscular chest before attention was swayed towards Scarlet, when soft healing kisses were scattered across the stallion's torn jawline. Though he did quite well in concealing how the injuries gained in battle were affecting him, Lux was quite out of breath from the ordeal being thicker of muscle than his rival. Despite this, neck would arch proudly as his curious gaze locked onto that of the enchanting present queen, Otekah...even as blood stained body would unconsciously lean towards Scarlet in search of familiarity and soft grooming lips.

"I am very pleased to meet you Otekah...Perhap's you could explain the current health of the herd. Where you were heading, if anywhere, and any needs that may need to be urgently attended to before I officially introduce myself."

Dark pink and light blue irises would be intently studying the queen...she seemed well used to the power she swayed, and the white beast wondered...but for a moment...if that would cause conflict between Scarlet and herself. The thought would quickly be swept away though...he had enough respect for the females to stay out of their potential power struggles...as long as they did not undermine the health of newly won herd of course.

As the alabaster chief waited for Otekah's response, a gust of warm breath would fog the air as a rather intense glance was sent in her adolescent male's direction.