The Chase

[camino]

Rosabella soon stopped here for a rest. Foolish horses, following her like a pack of dogs. They where hopeless, but Rosabella would get away. She always did.

Her brindle pelt was glimmering in the mid morning sunlight. What a beautiful morn for a nice, relaxing chase. To her, this was fun. Running Terra De Rocas ragged. And while everyone was lured out of the herd, others could come in and trash it, steal what they had, or re-claim it.

She grazed merrily, not at all fazed by the chase for her life.

[sibber-chow]

Fiana was fed up with Rosabella by now, but she would bring her back to Terra de Rocas anyways. In spite of everything, she hoped, for Rosabella's own sake, that the mare would turn around. In fact, if the mare did turn around during her sentence, she might get an improved position, or be set free, but that would all be seen at a later time.

Knowing that the rest of the herd was waiting back at Terra de Rocas for her, Torchwood, Phantom, and Destiny, she decided it was time to get this over with. Sending message to the group following her with a Raven, she lunged straight into attack on the mare. No matter how strong the mare was, Rosabella couldn't take on four equine by herself -- no horse could.

Lunging from the willows, the ebony slammed the side of her body into the brindle's right side. "Give up while you have the chance, Rosabella," that said, she side-stepped as quickly as a horse could, backing up and readying for her next onslaught.