[PRP] Once Again --- (Kinak x Nash)

[Whoan]

Heavy hooves fell against the frozen ground cracking ice and smashing through drifts. His hunting horn bumped his side with the rythem of his steps. His snout was low to the ground snorting in snow as he attempted to scent for the one he was looking for.

"Nishka," he rumbled, "Enough games. Come out!" His ears went back when nothing but the wind answered him. With a playful grin hidden by his beard, the giant of a stallion trotted to the top of a snowy hill. Down the way, his sharp blue eyes caught sight of the red skinwalker's tail tip. The giant had him. Thinking fast, for a barbarian, Kinak gave a loud yelp of surprise and pretended to trip, sliding on his side down the hill. Maneuvering his weight, the giant slammed into a snowbank and wiggled deeper into the cold he was accustomed to. There he waited for Nash. He would surprise the cat this time around.

Manda

 

[Manda]

Nash was, indeed, attempting to hide from his long-suffering mate, having buried himself in the snow after running off earlier - a favorite tactic of Kinak's that he had no shame in borrowing. No shame, but ... he was starting to regret this decision already. It was cold out here. Would have been so much easier to just... stay inside the cave they called home. But the cat in him enjoyed the hunt and the play that resulted from these games. So here he was... hiding in a snowdrift.

He heard the other stallion's voice calling out the nickname that Kinak normally used and grinned, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth. He was currently in his smaller cat-form - since it was easier to hide that way. But he didn't realize that flicking his tail like that had caused it to poke out of the snow. So he had no idea that Kinak was acting when the other suddenly yelped and apparently fell. Nash forgot completely that usually the giant would never in a million years lose his footing on any kind of terrain - much less snow. He was just instantly concerned that the other hurt himself somehow or other.

"KINAK!!" he yowled, leaping out of the snow and streaking over toward the other, wings beating a couple of times to add to his speed. "What happened?! Are you okay?" he asked, pawing at the other's face.

Whoan

 

[Whoan]

Kinak kept his eyes squeezed shut as the cat hurried to his side begging him to get up. It took his all not to sneeze as tiny paws batted at his nose. After a few moments of laying still, Kinak licked Nash from his nose to his ears. The giant gave out a rumbling laugh as he found his footing. Shaking off excess snow, he glanced over his shoulder to make certain he did not break down any of his trees or the little home a two legged kid place upon his shoulders.

"Nishka I got you," the giant rumbled nuzzling the cat. He grinned playfully as he took a few steps back to give the cat room to change forms if he wanted to. The mottles horse looked over the icy land they found themselves in.

"Nishka do you know where we are?" Kinak muttered lowering his head. Something semed...off...

Manda

 

[Manda]

Nash made another yowling sort of sound as he was suddenly licked - this one definitely more of a distressed noise. "Kinak!! Ew!" he yelped, pawing at his face rather ineffectually. Once the larger stallion backed off, he quickly shifted forms for the sole purpose of being a bit bigger himself - then attempted to shoulder-check the other. Not that it worked too well, since Kinak was still quite a bit bigger than him. Still, he had to show his mate how much he "appreciated" that licking somehow.

"You scared me," he muttered then, nuzzling at the other's chest slightly in return. When Kinak asked if he knew where they were, Nash turned to look out over the landscape - seeing snow, snow and more snow. Oh, and some ice. "Not really," he answered, ears flicking back and forth. "I thought you did. Isn't this kind of place your ... thing?"

Whoan

 

[Whoan]

An unsure rumble escaped the giant as he circled getting a good look at the plains. His ears went back at Nash's comment and it took his all not to roll his eyes.

"Nishka just because there is snow does not mean I know where snow is...or belongs to..." There was a sour scent in the air, one that made his hair raise in aggression. This land belonged to another stallion and by the fact the ice reeked of his scent, it could be another like Kinak.

Bobbing his head a little, the huge stallion began to move what he thought was away from the scent. His huge, almost unseen hooves cracked the ice making it easy for Nash to follow.

"Come Nishka. This land is claimed. I don't like..competition," growled the stallion. He looked back with pleading eyes. Sometimes his cat proved to be stubborn and when he said go, Nash would stay. But now was not the time. Kinak could not shake the feeling they were being watched.

Manda

 

[Manda]

The cat snorted softly at the other's explanation of the whole snow thing. It was still a bit rambly and confusing but he was used to how Kinak talked by this point. "It's obvious that snow is here," he couldn't resist pointing out, though.

He could tell that the other was distracted, though, also looking around them a bit warily. In all honesty, though, he wasn't worried. There hadn't been too many things they'd run into that the two of them couldn't handle together. With that thought, he considered trying to get Kinak to lighten up a little and stick around - he'd been having fun hiding in the snowdrifts.

But the other's nervous attitude convinced him maybe it would be best to just follow. This time. "All right, I'm coming. Don't worry so much," he murmured, trotting forward to follow in the huge stallion's hoofprints.

Whoan

 

[Whoan]

Savva snarled. His ears went back against his head. His tail thrashed behind him. There were two stallions in his lands! And one was..like him. tall, strong, heavy, and imposing, the unpelted stallion made Savva quiver with excitement at the fight brewing inside him. Standing and shaking the snow from his scales, he made himself known to the others. He reared, an effort for him, and let loose a war cry that echoed through the snowladened wastes.

Molodoy heard Savva's cry and raced to see what had her adoptive father seeking blood. Her claws cut the ice and her maw hung open. If he were in trouble she would fight her best as well.

Kinak had walked deeper into the stallion's territory instead of away from it as he had hoped. His ears pricked forward as he heard heavy breathing. Then he saw it, the giant of a kirin rearing up to issue a challenge.

"Nishka," kinak grimaced, "Stay back. He...he is a giant of frost. I do not wish you hurt." He moved in front of Nash. Using his shoulder, he moved his horn to his lips. Exhaling sharply, the horn sang in response to the frost giant's bellow. Letting the horn drop back to his side, Kinak pawed the ground and flashed his small but sturdy antlers at the incoming male not noticing the polar bear racing towards his flank.

Manda

 

[Manda]

Nash's eyes widened at the sudden appearance of the other stallion rearing up out of the snow. Okay, that was just a bit intimidating... this one was almost as big as Kinak, sheesh! He hadn't thought there were other Soquili that big. At least, he hadn't seen any before now. With a small nod at the order to stay back, the cat shrank a little behind Kinak.

Thanks to not being entirely focused on the charging stallion, Nash noticed the threat of the polar bear rather quickly. "Kinak!" he snapped, trying to draw his mate's attention to the other creature. But it was pretty easy to see that Kinak was about to have his hooves full. So Nash screamed a challenge of his own and charged toward the bear before the familiar could reach his mate.

Once he was close enough to the other, Nash leapt into the air suddenly and pounced down, trying his best to land on top of the bear and bite at her neck.

Whoan