Please, Thowra [Erosaf + Phantom]

Despite only being three months old, Kalina strode along purposefully. This land stank of those who seemed not to be like her, and it sickened her as she walked further in. She gave a little snort of rage when her freind had go back to that pathetic mare's side and that annoyed her. Was the filly that weak? That would make her less fun to break.

Thowra lifted his head from where he had been grazing on the far side of the land. He snorted at the scent of shed blood though and cantered away to find out who it was. He gave a warning neigh as he moved, knowing that if another stallion was involved, he would rip them to shreds.

Soon though he came upon them and groaned when he saw imediately where the blood came from. Someone had bitten Kunama! His beautiful mare! "Kunama! Are you alright?" he asked, striding over to her. He smiled though as he saw his son and daughter. Then he spotted Kalina. "And who's this?"

"You don't recognise me?" Kalina asked, tone cold and flat. "Or do you not remember the red roan mare your forced?"

Thowra blinked. A red roan? "No, I do not," he replied, calmly. What was with this dark little foal.

Kalina bared her teeth. "Well, thanks to you she's dead. I got left on my own because she died birthing me!"

Thowra blinked.

"Ilinga!" Thowra stared at her. How could she say something like that to her father. "Whether she is my daughter or not, she is not like us. You will stay away from her until i can be sure we can trust her."

He looked at Kunama. "I guess it would not hurt for them to look around at least. You know this land is safe for them. Come on."

Thowra almot jumped at the sudden flames coming out before quickly stomping on the flames on the ground, smothering them. He was not bothered by the heat on his hooves like some would be. "Careful Ilinga!"
He eyed the other filly. She seemed to be smirked with some sort of vindictive glee at the way Ilinga was acting at that point. As though she was pleased by something, and Thowra had a feeling none of them would like it.

The dizzying rush of fear had passed as quickly as it had come. In it's place, was both excitement and awe.

The young filly pranced on the spot excitedly, tossing her delicate head with pride.

"That was awesome!" she exclaimed, turning to Kalina, before looking at Kunama and her brother.

"Come on, Wurring! You try it now!" she ordered imperiously, grinning at him in encouragement. Her eyes shone bright as stars at this new discovery.

Forgetting about her audience for a moment, she pranced to Kalina, eagerly pawing at the ground.

"Wasn't that cool? Can you do something like that too?"

Then, fast as quicksilver, she changed the topic after Kalina had answered. "Want to explore?" she asked the other filly.

Kalina laughed for a few seconds before pointedly looking at her father, and stomped one small hoof. Thowra gave a snort of surprise as the ground shook under him, and he fell to his knees, a thing very rare for the vampire. "How about something like that?" Kalina asked. She grinned at Ilinga. "And don't bother with your pathetic brother. Nothing special about him at all." Laughing her head off she grinned. "Yeah why don't we?They can't follow us, the ground will shake if they so much as try."

There was nothing innocent about her at all, though those who met her often made the mistake of thinking she was.

Kalina smirked at Kunama before darting off after the smaller filly, easily catching up to her on her longer legs. She was certainly happy that she was causing them such chaos by just being here. "I do not think I can, sadly enough, Ilinga."

She was starting to like the younger filly. She at least was interesting.. and maybe she would be able to manipulate her a bit. On purpose too!

'only thanks to you," Thowra replied, glaring at Amani for a few seconds as both this daughters vanished into the trees away from them. He knew Kalina was going to be trouble. She was certainly different.

Cynder came slowly out of the bush to jojn them, looking around quite curiously. she was easily older than Kalina, being already a yearling by now. "You called father?" she asked. She smiled at Kunama and the sooty buckskin colt standing with her. "Hello Kunama." She had met the golden mare a few times.

"Yes, but that was not for a while yet, Amani," Thowra replied. He turned away.
Wurring came forwards a little. "Hello father.." he said, smiling up at the creamy. He had been frightened of Kalina, that much could be said.
"What's your name, my son?" Thowra asked.
"Wurring," the colt replied.

Thowra snorted. "Don't even talk to her, Amani!" he snapped. "You've done quite enough thank you." He walked over to Juliana. "I'll help you at least." He shot Amani a glare. He had no right to talk to Thowra's queen at all now. No right at all.

"Wurring, go back with Kunama to where the herd is, son," he said, making sure to move between that fragile colt and his queen. He was used to the bloodlust indeed. It did not bother him so much.

Kalina laughed. “Does it really matter where we go?” she asked. She knew that soon she would have memorized her father’s homeland and that would make taking him out all the more fun for her to do. It was something she was certainly looking towards doing. And there was no chance she would let anyone stop her.

Wurring snorted in fright as several strangers came out. He was already wary of the others and when Kunama went to move away, he followed his mother more than happily. He did not like the others much, they scared him.
"Where are we going mama?"

Ilinga laughed joyously, revelling in the warmth of the weather and the burn in her muscles as the two young fillies galloped together, side by side in the wild forest. Bucking and kicking a little, the filly pushed herself faster, her dark cream pelt shining brightly under the hot afternoon sun.

"Nope!" she answered, laughing in response. "Let's go that way! I heard that there's an awesome cliff somewhere over there!"

***

Kunama nuzzled Wurring gently, her eyes soft and loving as she deftly guided her son through the dense undergrowth, quietly teaching him with soft nudges and whispers where to put his hooves and how to hide his tracks, as Thowra had, so long ago.

"Back to the herd, darling," she answered, winking playfully at the colt. She had felt his apprehension and fear just now as the others had come out. Her son was more timid than her daughter, but she was sure that as time passed, he would grow into his strength. Wurring would make a fine stallion in the future.

Thowra sighed, "Perhaps you should come with me then," he said, looking at her. He knew what she spoke of, and he remembered how hard it had been not to kill his own grandson back when he was changed. Gently he nuzzled her. He knew what it was like in those first months of being a vampire. "Generally I would go to Mortes Field and finish off those who are having trouble passing on. That I do not see it as killing someone, more as though I am helping them."

Kalina laughed Ilinga’s disappointment off as she moved through the trees. “Is there nothing but trees here?” she asked with some disdain. She did not like this place. Forests were too constricting! Why did her father have to live amongst so many trees?

“I sure hope there is.” She turned and bounded swiftly away. Laughing to herself as she ran. This place was pathetic!

**

“Who else is there?” Wurring asked. He was trying his best to do as she was telling him, but it was not the easiest of things to get his young head around.

“What is so exciting about seeing the ocean?” Kalina asked, eyeing her younger… acquaintance. There was nothing of interest she could see down there at all. It looked cold, wet and miserable. “I’m going to go explore outside the borders. You coming or are you a scardy cat like your brother?”

Wurring nodded as he followed his mothers trackless way as well as he possibly could. “Why not mummy?” he asked as he walked behind her.

((perhaps a chance for Valek to meet Kalina?))