Bloodlust

@Zahra

Having not noticed the visitor until a voice rang out, loud and somehow smooth despite the weather it had to endure to reach Ahlora's ears, she whipped around almost immediately. Her hooves struggled for a moment to gain purchase after such a sudden movement, but they soon did, stamping and digging deep into the sand. Her movement were wild, bringing along with them the image of what she used to be. Muscles bunched and ready to leap, teeth bared and eyes narrowed... Ahlora was nothing less than threatening. Any sort of calmness in her mind had been replaced by a primal rage, her voice coming out as a rough and distorted attempt at a growl. "What?" She tried hard, really she did, to sound like she had only a few suns ago. Ahlora had no reason to be angry at someone she hadn't even seen for a heartbeat. Had she been sane, her voice would have been much more welcoming to company. Now, all Ahlora saw was prey. Ahlora saw herself as what she used to be in that moment, dropping her shoulders as if she was on the hunt. Her claws leaving scars in the earth, tail slowly sweeping and jaws ready to snap and kill at the first opportunity. Still, even as broken as Ahlora was in that moment, a tiny part of her hoped for someone to get it. Someone to teach her it was okay to feel this way, to push her stubborn mind into the right place, a place she might enjoy this experience in. She wanted a companion, someone to stand with her in these times. She had this small part of her, hoping, barely believing that this new land might just be the place she could be happy, not worrying about being the best. This small part kept her from charging right then, making this new equine a way to vent her destructive temper. OOC: Sorry it's a bit short. Normally my babies don't have tantrums like this XD Ahlora

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