"Great, we'll be down here for a while then," she mutters and nibbles at some of the moss. She chewed it for a second before deciding that she wasn't very hungry, and since it didn't have the most appetizing flavor. "Well since we will be here a while if you don't mind could you tell me about your brother," Wither asks West, "I am kind of curious."

West shifted his position, getting ready with a deep breath. "Well, by appearance we look the same... which is like the Devil and Toby Keith looking the same." He snorted, thinking about that for a second before going back to the subject at hand. "Anyway, his coat looks exactly like mine. The only difference is that he has snake green eyes. His name is Menacing Storm, but most horses just call him Menace. The ones that are scared of him..." West sighed and continued. "Menace is a little smaller than me, but he is still 'above average' in the strength department. He hates me because I was always a little bigger, a little stronger, or a little wiser. For that one make that a lot. As soon as he turned 3 he went out and found a gang of horses, then started terrorizing other horses. The other horse should would run away, usually to me, then blame it on me. You see, I'm strong so I don't get scars from fighting wild animals. All my scars are from horses that came up to me, attacked me with enough fury to kill me, and left. I never would fight back because I half understood. They were just trying to get revenge... and they thought I was Menace. My brother would have killed them if they did that, but I couldn't lay a hand on another horse (it's kind of hard to lay hands when you don't got them, and West would only lay a hoof on an atttacking stallion) because I just can't hurt another horse... except for that one stupid Young's stallion which I barely hit. Anyway, that is the story of my brother. Dont you see know why I love your brother?" West asked slightly sad

She listened quietly and paid close attention as West spoke. She found his story very interesting and saw it as valuable information. It would be a good idea to remember this in case she ever did accidentally bump into Menace. -I sure hope I don't though- she thinks -he sounds like an absolute pain in the back.- Once West had finished talking she nodded at his question. "Yes I understand now," she says, "and Duke probably likes you as well. You two have the same energy and spirit so you should get along well." Duke trots over as she says this and says, "Are you talking behind my back again?" He flicks her with his tail before laying down across from them. "Oh hush you big baby I was just telling West that you two get along well," she says rolling her eyes. "Ok good," he says, "because if you were then I would have pushed you into the water again."

West nodded, then rolled his eyes, chuckling. "Oh brother" he murmured with a teasing glint in his eye (hey, I'm making a big horse herd rp. There is a sign up sheet (forums, roleplay, sign ups) if you are interested)

"You can say that again," Wither says hearing West as she glares playfully at Duke who does the same back. She was glad that she had a brother like him after hearing what West's brother was like.

(Ok I'll think about it!)

West suddenly grew stiff. "Oh ... no..." he murmured, his eyes growing wide. He looked at Wither. "It's Menace..." West turned his head to the cave entrance, dreading what he was going to see. A giant horse that looked EXACTLY like West, but a lot meaner, sauntered in. When he saw West his eyes lit up with a teasing light, light a Cobra about to strike at a Rabbit... West flinched but held his ground. Three other horses appeared behind Menace. They were all above average in the big department... but not as big as West nor Menace. They looked just as mean, though.

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"Ah, it's nice to see you again, Wild West." Menace spat, standing face to face with West. "Im sure you remember my gang. Snake Strike, Cobra Kill, and Hawk Eye." He pointed to each one in turn, then turned his green gaze sideways... very slowly. West HATED when he did that... Menace turned right past West and stopped when his eyes landed on Wither. "Oh West... how could YOU, the big floundering idiot, get such a prize..." Menace hissed, whipping his gaze back to West. Next he looked at Duke. "Oh my, West you poor old dog. You have weakened so much you let another stallion travel with you and your 'girlfriend'. How silly of you." Menace snorted.

-

West clenched his jaw. "And it is not nice to see you." He muttered under his breath. West nodded slightly, making a face at the other horses. He knew they were all strong, talented fighters.... and if Menace decided to kick them out of here.. West didn't think he could do anything about it. When Menace looked at Wither West stepped forward. "Shut up, Menace. Just leave." He growled.

She looked at West as he spoke about the approaching horse and followed his gaze towards the entrance. She felt a tenseness in the air as she watched the stallion and his gang stroll in. -They act like they own the place- she thinks as she stands beside West. Her tail flicked anxiously as they grew closer and as they did she noticed the different sizes among them all. Wither knew how to fight and could hold her ground if a fight did start, but it would be challenging seeing how much muscle she was against.

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Once Menace stood face to face with West, Wither tried to make herself look as calm as possible. Of course this wasn't too hard but it was helpful especially at this time. She eyed the three stallions behind Menace as he introduced them and thought their names were quite strange but were menacing as well. When the stallion's gaze landed on her she kept as calm as she could under his green gaze. It felt like he was looking into her soul as he spoke about her as if she was an object, which made her frown. Of course Menace had to speak about Duke which made Wither lay her ears back some. No one could mess with her little brother except for her.

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Duke had the same reaction when Menace spoke about Wither and him. He could tell that this "brother" of West's was nothing but trouble and came here just to cause trouble. Duke placed a hoof in front of West when he stepped towards Menace and gave him a look that said to not start anything.

Menace raised his eyebrows. "Oh... my poor big brother wants me to leave? Is he embarrassed...?" Menace sneered, earning chuckles from the horses behind him. He raised his head and looked West directly in the eye... if not the slightest inch up. "You are not the boss of me. I'm staying here. In fact, you leave." Menace growled, aiming a quick bite at West's neck.

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West glanced at Duke as he stepped in front of him... Duke had no idea. He looked.. astounded when Menace told him to leave. "This is my land, and you are not going to take it. If you say nothing else you can stay for the storm... but otherwise, LEAVE." West snarled, stepping forward, his eyes glinting with anger. He was a hand bigger than Menace.. and had more muscle. And he looked very, very angry.

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Now Menace wasn't stupid. He knew when West got actually angry... which he almost never did... he pretty much had to stay out of his way. Buuut Menace also had three other horses to help. "Oh but what if I want to say something else, puny princess? Whatcha gonna do bout it? Looks to me like this young un here is 'stopping' you from hurting me" Menace grinned, gesturing at Duke. He laughed, taking a step forward and flipping his mane.

Wither looked over at Duke and the two locked eyes. They seemed to almost be saying something to each other through their mind, even though they weren't. After a minute the two nodded and Duke moved his hoof out of the way of West. Wither then took a step forward and glared at Menace. She then said with a very stern voice, which was very uncommon for her, "You heard him. You can either stay for the storm and behave or you can take your little club and leave." The mare's eyes didn't leave Menace as she stood her ground, standing straight and her muscles tensing.

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Duke eyed one of the other stallions that was with Menace. His posture was straight and tall and his muscles flexed. He was prepared to fight if that is what this came down too. He also knew that his sister was prepared too as well, judging by her voice. His hooves were slightly sharp from him traveling and having to fight other stallions. Duke was a decently strong stallion as were the other horses here in the area. Yet him and Wither did have one things similar, they were always ready to fight. The two had gone through fights together before when they used to travel together, but that was before they decided to split up.

As Duke moved his hoof West nodded. There were 4 against 1... and Menace and his gang were trained destroyers... but West had a saying. He looked Menace straight in the eye. "Since you are not going to leave... you give us no choice. I will bore you with my saying before we beat your butt out of here." He said quietly... menacingly. (Talking about boats) "Destroyers might be fast... and they might be the best assault weapons... but they do nit take many blows. Battleships might be slow... they might be giant, and retired... but they take many blows, even if the Yankees can't land as many." He said this dangerously low, taking a step forward.

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Mencace flicked his ears, a snicker rising in his throat. "You could never beat us-" he got cut off as West started his quote. Menace looked ... doubtful. He laughed. "Have fun." He snarled before leaping in for a full on attack. He aimed a kick at West's chest, then whirled around, biting his neck and kicking again. Menace was a trained fighter, and one of the best.... but he learned how to fight FROM WEST. The three horses behind him attacked Wither and Duke, full on.

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West let out a bellowing roar and brought his giant hooves crashing down upon Menace's flank. He rammed into Menace... body slamming him into the ground. He then reared up for a second blow, his eyes blazing with fury that Menace would dare attack Wither and Duke. This wasn't their problem... he could have killed Menace then and there's but he brought his hooves down less then an inch from his little brothers head. "Let this be your warning." He hissed, backing up for one second.