The two unicorns crashed. Dhattar slit the Chestnut's silky neck with his horn, just hard enough for blood to ooze through. The brown stallion reared and struck Dhattar's hindquarter. Ripping his head to face the brown unicorn, Dhattar gave him a vicious bite on his chest. Dhattar could taste the blood filling his mouth.
The fighting continued for five more minutes until Dhattar's attacker broke away to recover, but only to receive the white warrior's hooves scraping along his stomach's flesh, and with this the chestnut screamed and retreated to the distant hills beyond, leaving the mare to fend for herself.
Frustration appeared on the mares face. Shaking her head she walked toward Dhattar. Seeing she wasn't showing signs for a fight Dhattar relaxed a little. Stopping a sort distance away from the white warrior she snorted and said, "Greetings, my name is Aia, and may I ask of yours?"
"Dhattar." He said, flattered by her sweet voice. Her beauty at once caught Dhattar's eyes again.
"Dhattar," She continued, her eye's running up and down Dhattar's handsome body, "I have come to tell of the future war of your kind agents mine. If you thought my mate was tuff just think of what twenty of them would do to you."
"I don't know if you noticed that your so called mate ran like a colt frightened out of it's mind." Teased Dhattar, seeing Aia's face screw up into an annoyed but amused expression.
"He didn't run lik…" she started, " Never mind! Just tell your kind that we plan on taking this land!" Then she turned and galloped away.
As she disappeared, Dhattar started to feel a painful cut on his hindquarter. Turning to walk away he found himself limping, looking down at a gruesome cut soaking his leg in blood. Hardly able to walk Dhattar's made his way to his father's cave.
Along the way Dhattar's mind wondered over the palomino's words. Thought that this could be a serious war that could cost every one he loved and all his father's work to win the land back!