.S.piritspawn merely laughed at him. "Thats it old timer, you walk away. You may know more about humans than me, but I know more about being wild than you! And it just so happens you are in the wild at the moment, so you better watch your back!" Spiritspawn mocked.

.H.e remained where he was standing, not moving a muscle, just snorting after the retreating stag. His satanic pools studied the stallion carefully and thought to himself 'We shall me again...one day...until then...'

.H.e stomped a fore hoof, his feathered hock bouncing up and down. He finally reared up on his massive onyx pillars and burst into a gallop in the other direction to Gipsy.

.H.is mind was buzzing, thinking about what him and the old stallion had spoke about. His tainted banner flagged out behind him, his nostrils were flared to breathe in all the breath he needed for his little 'jog'. His velvet muzzle was slightly parted to let the oxygen circulate, breathing in threw his nose and out of his mouth, his ivories were visible.

.C.urly locks blew out behind him and his forelock wrapped around both of his onyx thorns. His pounding hooves let his silver daggers be visible every now and then, his feathered hocks blew back over them and other second.

.H.e was out of sight of the old stag and on his way to...who knows?

Spiritspawn