Ladies and Gentlemen chapter 2 is here! Please enjoy. If you don't know much about horses the story will explain a herd and how it tends to function so fear not! If you have any ideas or anything you want to see please let me know. If you have any criticism please leave a review!

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Chapter Two: Picking A Fight


They kept cackling at her. Laughing. Giggling, whatever the hell you would call it. They weren't making any moves to finish her off, let alone let her escape. So she took the what little time she had to rest. Standing on her only good legs. The fourth was lifted off the ground. Blood seeping out from her hock. Looking back at her wounded leg.

It was an arrow. There was an arrow lodged in her deep in her leg. It hurt. The sounds of her enemies getting worked up caused her to forget about the injury. Looking around in sudden panic. The sudden change of emotions between them hit her nose like a brick.

They reeked of two emotions...

There was both excitement and fear. Fear… They were scared.

She knew she should be scared too, however it could give her the chance to escape.

"What is the meaning of this?! You rats better have a perfect reason for summoning me to one of your pitiful and boring savage hunts!" An intimidating and poorly composed voice snarled as colorful diamonds swirled around a tall figure. A figure that wasn't there before.

She hadn't even heard him approach let alone smell him. Which to be honest he smelled kinda nice. Still if those things were scared of it and that worried her.

That baffled the mare, it also scared her. Rearing up out of instinct. Crying out in fear. Her screech was loud and only served as fuel for those bokoblins. The new figure seemed to smile creepily.

Elidora knew that look, maybe not as sadistic but still the same kind of look. "Well well well. I demon lord Ghirahim haven't seen such a glorious steed before. Let alone any steed in deep within Faron woods for that matter." Ghirahim sneered with some attitude.

Okay a lot of attitude. It seemed this Ghirahim was like the king… no lord of attitude.

"Unfortunately I have no use for a horse at the moment." The sound of fingers snapped was heard after Ghirahim said this.

The mare started to kick out with her hind legs. A tingling feeling was the cause, her leg didn't hurt anymore.

Elidora didn't dare to check if her leg was alright or not, the second all pain vanished she took off. Leaping fearlessly over a group of three bokoblins blocking her path. They were tall, but not as tall as herself. They only came up to her withers. She ignored the fact. Elidora has jumped worse in her still young life.

She kept on running. Not bothering to see if this Ghirahim was pursuing with his minions. If she did she would have saw the look on Ghirahim's face. A look of amusement and slight awe at the display.

The mob of minions began to uproar at her escape and many feet thudded against the ground. "Halt." Ghirahim spoke with loud authority. The sound of pursuit stopped. The golden mare stopped to see what was going on in turn. Ears perked forward and brown eyes blown wide.

They stopped chasing after her. "Let her go for now." Ghirahim said in a disinterested manner. Flicking the curtain of white hair out of his eyes.

The next moment he vanished in a whirl of diamonds.

Elidora didn't need to be told twice. As soon as one of those bokoblins looked at her she bolted. Galloping through the forest. Tail raised and flagging behind her.

The golden mare was scared. This place was new and she was being foolish. Stay away from the demons, keep herself hidden, and trust no one. Not even the boy. She got lucky this time. The mare knew failure when she saw it. Elidora may be a horse but she did have a brain, she had to be more careful in the future.

Her life and freedom would depend on it.


Half an hour passed by and eventually all that adrenaline vacated from her body. When that happened the mare slowed down into a walk, realizing just how tired and thirsty she was.

Elidora had come out into a clearing, a few trees here and there. The sound of running water captured her attention and she eagerly ran towards it. A few separate streams of water that led to a cliff. Three waterfalls.

The golden mare stopped to drink her fill. Water dripping off her muzzle when she finally pulled up to set her eyes on towards where the water was running.

Coming up right to the edge, her brown eyes looking down at a massive lake. She flared her nostrils, catching all the scents of the area. One scent caught her attention. The smell of horses…

Her head turned towards where the smell was coming from. Just past the beginning of a forest she saw movement. A few figure moved from under the safety of the trees. Horses...

Elidora kept her head turned and locked of the small band of horses. Ears perked forward in mild interest. Four horses total, no foals. Three mares and a stallion. That is how a herd works. One stallion and one or more mares. Maybe a few foals but none in this group.

If a foal was male and coming of age it would be kicked out by the top male of the group; the stallion. Females were allowed to stay.

The first was a dark brown color. A big star on it's forehead and only one white sock. A black mane and tail.

The second was a light chestnut with no markings. The same colored mane and tail.

The third horse was quite possibly the prettiest of the bunch. A silver brown dapple with a creamy white mane and tail. A big blaze on the head and four white socks.

And lastly the fourth horse who looked the most intimidating. A blue roan color, no marking on it's body. A dark black mane and tail. Scars all over it's body. Possibly the stallion is what Elidora thought.

Elidora was spot on and it wasn't that hard to figure out. It was quite easy to tell. The way he nipped and pushed his mares in a direction and the way he proudly stomped over to the stranger; herself. The way he kept his head and neck arched proudly. His tail flicking around and his hooves eating up the ground in one big display.

Almost dancing really. Many scars on his body from defending his harem of mares.

In her young life she had seen many stallions do this display. This one already knew that she was female and was trying to impress her. She snorted at him, causing the male to come even closer and start bucking and running around her.

If there was one thing Elidora just couldn't stand, it was stallions. She wasn't just a regular horse or the kind to get pushed around by males. The scars on her body proved that.

She pinned her ears back as the stallion marched even closer to her. Her nostrils flaring and her hooves stomping the ground. Her neck and head arched like a stallion's. If anything, the male was utterly confused at her very aggressive and dominant display.

Soon his ears pinned back as he took action, nipping her flank in attempts to herd her where he wanted her to go. Elidora's response was to kick him in the chest, and it worked. He backed off, head held up high and his ears perked.

Now no longer behind the golden mare and at the side of her. He was confused.

Elidora backed up, showing her rear to him. Ears still pinned as it became painfully obvious that she was challenging him. The poor stallion was even more confused, pulled back as the mare he was attempting to claim was acting more like a stallion than a mare.

The kick that was aimed at him missed as he moved himself away. Still he wasn't ready to give up.

The stallion quickly glanced back at his small herd to make sure they were okay, when he turned his head back around he got another kick, this time in the side of his face.

Rearing up and letting a grunt out from the pain. Blood seeping out of where Elidora's hoof managed to make impact. The thin skin of his face broke and was now bleeding. Turning around so she was facing the male who was frozen in shock now.

She reared up before charging the dumbfounded stallion. He went to move out of the way but ended up getting knocked over as he did. Elidora slammed into his shoulder as he began to flee. He lost balance and fell on his side.

Elidora trotted around, tossing her head around in pride and triumph. As the stallion got back up she waited a bit before charging him again.

Giving the male plenty of time to haul ass and retreat back to his equally confused harem of mares. The golden mare let him.

She reared up one more time before calling out in victory at the small win.

Since no other horses knew her or her odd behavior it was a fairly easy win when they didn't fight back. As the herd kept it's distance she began to dancing gracefully around.

Her tail flagging and her neck arched. Each step she took was wide and elegant. Her legs lifted up high each time. As she did this eventually the small herd moved back into the forest, the way the came.

Elidora kept on dancing though, not a care in the world. Her dancing pattern getting more elaborate as she started to really enjoy it. Little did she know she was being watched.