Taming The Villian [Storm]

The mare limped and kept her ears pinned, slowly turning back the way they came, Lyria flinched at the slightest move toward her, but accepted her place with the wolf, letting out a pained snort, her tail swished and she jolted forward when the aggressive stallion suddenly came up behind her, she gave a shrill whinny, trying to kick at the stallion and she tried biting at him, her ears flat and she tried everything she could to get him away from her, she knew she really did it that time, she was used to pissing males off, but not at this rate, the mare managed a bite on the stallion, taking a good chunk from his neck, trembling as she watched the stallion run back toward his herd, Lyria was in a panic, shaking out her mane and she moved to turn back the way they came again, limping as she tried to start heading back.

Alric growled and glared after the stallion, wishing he’d brought his bow with him so he could bring the aggressive male down. The wolf snorted with frustration and came to Lyria’s side to see what, if anything, he could do about her injuries. She was his way back to his home, after all.

Lyria snorted toward the stallion, her ears pinned and she kept trying to bite at him, that angered the stallion and he lashed out at her aggressively, charging the mare and hitting her full force with his larger frame, Lyria stumbled back and she reared up, the stallion continued shoving her until he knocked her down before biting at her neck and roughly stepping on the mare. The only thing that probably helped save the mare was that another stallion came to take the herd, distracting the aggressive stallion, Lyria had large gashes on her neck and sides from the stallion's attack, keeping her right front leg up slightly as the stallion had stomped on her leg as well, not breaking it but injuring it, Lyria just stood where she had gotten up, glancing to the wolf with a pitiful look, she would have ran if she knew she could get away.

Alric then took a few steps back to watch the confrontation, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.

Lyria nickered and tossed her head as she was pushed around by the stallion, until suddenly the stallion rose onto his back legs, trying to mount the mare, Lyria jerked forward and she kicked out at the stallion, her ears pinned and she tried to swing herself around to bite at the wild male, snorting and swishing her tail in agitation, the stallion pushing it.

Alric could tell that this was going to mean trouble if he stayed on her back much longer and swung off, landing easily on the ground beside Lyria. He kept a hold on the female’s saddle to keep her from trying to run off as the stallion sniffed all around her.

The mare couldn't help it much, she seemed to take a more feral mindset as she was in her feral form, letting out a loud whinny when the herd seemed to be moving to them, a large muscular stallion galloped over toward the mare, sniffing at her and she him, the pair standing still and tossing their heads at one another, the stallion could practically smell the recent activities on the mare, arousing him and causing the stallion to become more agggressive, he wanted the mare to himself, paying no mind to the male sitting upon her back as he pranced around her, even giving a few testing licks and sniffs under the filly's tail, Lyria kicked at the stallion when he got too close to her rear, but her whole body seemed to shiver and relax when the stallion's snout began rubbing against her folds, causing Lyria to lower her head and nicker softly, her ears drooping back softly and her tail swishing out of the way then raising as the stallion continued rubbing his snout against her nethers.

The male allowed her to fraternize with the wild herd, curious to see where this was going.

The mare nickered and kept her head raised as she trotted, she continued to watch the herd, even getting a bit more pep in her step, breaking into a lope.

Alric only chuckled softly as he listened to the female communicate with the far-off herd, not interrupting the peaceful silence beyond that as he lead her at a trot over the hills.

The mare snorted as she walked, her tail flicking as she walked, grazing as she picked up her hooves, nickering and giving soft whinnys, as if talking with the distant herd.

Eventually, the pair reached the open, rolling hills. Some wild horse herds were visible galloping between the gentle hills, but other than that it was deserted, and one could see for many miles in either direction.

The mare shook out her mane and snorted as she walked, her ears flat against her head, snorting lightly as she walked, tossing her head lightly.

“Woah, there.” Alric seemed unimpressed by the female’s jumpiness, but didn’t say anything to her about it, instead guiding her to the outskirts of the city.

The mare flinched when she felt him petting her, she kept her ears pinned as she walked, snorting lightly, her head jerked up and she nearly reared as some children ran right in front of her, she tossed her head and pawed at the ground, standing still.

“Good girl,” Alric grunted, petting the equine’s mane as he began to lead her through the city streets. At least in her feral form she was not recognized and jeered or spat on by the citizens.

The mare snorted and hung her head as she walked, she was a bulky mare, built for long journeys instead of speedy getaways, thus one reason she was caught, she responded to the slightest of touches, her ears pinned back as she walked.

“I know for a fact that you cannot outrun many of the horses in my prized stable, Druid. So do not attempt any funny business.” Alric warned, having to put a fair amount of trust in the female to not use a bit as well as a saddle to keep his captive in line. He threw the saddle on and got onto her back with practiced grace, and began to guide her out of the stall.

The mare pinned her ears lightly, she didn't like saddles, but she was at least a little willing to put up with the saddle as long as she didn't need to wear a bit, she tossed her head lightly and gave a snort, watching his every move.

Alric smirked over in the direction of the far wall. There was where all the things one needed to care for and ride a horse were kept on nails in the wall, including the bit. The man only grabbed a saddle though, leaving the device she had cursed hanging where it was.

She sighed as she moved into the stall, holding herself still, "No bit... Just don't use a bit.. Please... I hate them.." She said quietly and still seemed tense but she forced out a breath, her body beginning to contort and her bones snapping, within seconds she stood in the stall as a muscular and good sized mare, she shook herself off and swished her tail.

“I am glad you finally saw the light,” the wolf cooed teasingly, leading her to an unoccupied stall in the stables. It had clearly been prepared for a horse recently after a long period of disuse before that, and was nearly spotless.

She flinched when she felt him grab her and she slowly followed, looking around a bit once they were outside, having to squint as her eyes hadn't adjusted to the light just yet.

Her magic-cancelling collar remained on, at least for now, and to be certain she wouldn’t go anywhere Alric gripped her arm gently from behind as he lead the equine up the stairs out of her quarters. From there they walked through a terrace and a beautiful garden before arriving at the stables.

She seemed hesitant to get up, worried he'd just keep doing what he wanted, she cleaned herself up and put her own clothes back on, holding herself lightly and she winced as she rubbed her raw wrists softly.