Brother or Rival

[horsecraziest]

ooc: I know it's long. lol. Sorry, got caught up in it.

It was almost morning. The sun hardly showed over the tops of the mountains. The early birds were out chirping peacefully as they woke in what little light there was that early morning. The morning was quite quiet. The grass was still covered with dew. In the grass of the meadow, tracks could be seen where dew once was and now sat the grass flatted or in different directions. Someone has tracked through here. It was not just any animal, it was a horse. There were very few horses that were up this early wandering around in the morning. Farther in the distance, a chestnut horse could been seen. It was Utah. He had woke early and could not go back to sleep. He had decided to go for a walk and enjoy the peaceful morning. But the morning would not remain that peaceful for long.
Utah decided to pick up his pace. He canter across the meadow. As he cantered, his hoof beat was the only beat of hooves that could be heard for a little distance. As he continued, he came onto the sound of another set of hooves. They were at a much faster beat. There was a horse galloping somewhere amongst the forest. Utah cantered over to the edge of the woods and cantered along the edge. He wanted to find out it this horse that was galloping was in trouble or not. Utah continued on for a while, when he heard the sound coming closer. Utah slowed his pace to a trot. The thundering hooves he had heard earlier where getting closer and closer. Utah slowed to a walk and looked into the forest as he walked. Then as he continued, all of a sudden an other horse came charging toward him. "Look out!" the other horses shouted. But it was too late. The two horses collided with a loud thud. Both for the horses fell to the ground and went rolling down the small hill about half way. They both lay there for a second, try to figure out what had happened. The other horse stood up first. He walked over to Utah. "Are you alright," he asked as he looked down at Utah.
"I think so," Utah said as he got up. He shook his head when he stood up. He looked at the other horses. It was a stallion. The other horse was about the same size as him, but maybe an inch or two taller. He was a chestnut as well. But his chestnut coat was a bit darker. And he has a blaze running down his face. His muzzle was black and he had two white sock on opposite sides of his body. One on the right front and one on the left hind-leg. "Next time watch where your going," Utah said.
"Sorry, I was only trying to save time," he said.
"What for," Utah asked.
"Well, we're only young for so long," the stallion replied. The stallion looked at Utah. He saw that Utah as a bit smaller, and was a chestnut as well, but a little lighter. And he had a white mark on his forehead. "Wait, I've heard of you," the stallion said.
"You have?" Utah asked surprisingly.
"Yeah, you're Spirit's brother right," he asked.
"Half brother," Utah said.
"A son of Temon, right," he asked.
Utah was puzzled. What was this stallion heading for. "Yeah, I'm his only son," Utah said.
"You can't be the only son of Temon. I'm a son of Temon," the stallion said. "I've heard of you, Utah."
"Wait, what?! You mean your Temon's as well," Utah asked.
"Yep, his first son," he answered. "The name's Enre."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hang on. You mean to say, that my father actually has another son," Utah said.
"That's what I said," Enre said.
"I don't believe this," Utah said.
"Well, believe it," Enre said.
"Why have you come," Utah demanded.
"Like I said, I have to live my life while I'm still young," Enre said.
"But why through this part of the valleys," Utah asked.
"I have the right to roam the lands," Enre said. "No one owns it."
"There are herd boundaries, you know," Utah said.
"So, it's not like I care," Enre said.
"You should. And what make you think I believe that you are a son of Temon," Utah said. He's ears went back slightly.
"I have he's speed, strength, and looked," Enre said. "While you...you kind of have his color," he laughed.
"What are you trying to imply," Utah said. "That you're exactly like him and I'm not like him at all?"
"Exactly. It took you long enough to catch on," Enre laughed.
Utah's ears went flat back. For a son of Temon, this stallion had a lot of nerve coming up to another stallion, who is the son of Temon, and making fun of him to his face. "I don't care who you are, but why should I believe anything you say," Utah said.
"You hardly know me. So, why would I lie," he said.
"That's the reason I shouldn't trust you," Utah said.
"What am I upsetting you," Enre said. "If you think you're like Temon, why don't you fight?"
Utah stopped for a second. "I'm not one for fighting," Utah said.
"What too scared to fight," Enre said.
"No," Utah said as he grew angrier every second.
"Come on, fight! Prove to me that you are a Temon," Enre laughed.
"Shut up," Utah said. He charged at Enre.
Enre dodged him. He laughed at Utah. "Is that all you've got," he asked.
"No," Utah said as he kicked Enre in the side.
Enre took a few steps back. "Now the fun begins," Enre said as he lunged forward and hit Utah in the side.
Utah went back a few steps, but kept on his legs. Enre charged at him again, before Utah could make another move. Enre turned and kicked quickly at Utah. He hit Utah in the neck. Utah fell to the ground. Enre stood waiting. "Come on. Get up," he said.
Utah got up again. He lunged forward again at Enre. Enre dodged him again.
"You call yourself, the son of Temon," Enre said. "You fight nothing like him."
"Shut up," Utah yelled.
Whinnies of stallions fighting could be heard for miles. Their cries of anger could be heard. Well, mostly Utah's cries of anger.
"Come on," Enre said. "Fight like a stallion and not a colt!"
"Shut up already!!!" Utah said as he rammed Enre. Enre fell to the ground. "Now look who's talking."
Enre got up quickly before Utah could try anything. Enre reared up and used his front legs to kick at Utah. Utah got hit on the right eye. A bruise started to form right away. Utah could still see out of his eye. No damage had been done, but it hurt. Utah charged at Enre. Enre came down quickly and dodged Utah. As Utah went by, Enre kicked Utah in the hind-quarters. Bruises were showing quickly. Enre was stronger than Utah and faster. Utah couldn't let this other stallion beat him. Utah turned and reared up. Enre reared up as well. They started to fight as they reared. Utah was becoming worn out. Enre still had plenty of energy left. Utah just didn't want to face the truth. He wanted to show this stallion that he was as good as Temon and may be even better.
All of a sudden another stallion came thundering down the hill toward the two stallions fighting.

[Esperanza/Spirit]

"Stop this at once,brother!"He shouted.He was a dark buckskin.Spirit of the Cimarron.HE stopped in front of the fighting pair."You there,"He spoke to Enre,"You are a starnger in my lands.You have no right to attack any horse in these parts let alone my brother."

[horsecraziest]

"I wasn't the attacker," Enre said. "Besides, he might be my brother as well."

[Esperanza/Spirit]

"Oh no.Not another son of that....that..my step-father."Spirit hissed,tail swishing angrily."ANd what do you mean,not the attacker?"

[horsecraziest]

"I was merely the instigator," Enre said. "I egged him on. I did not attack first."
Utah pinned his ears flat back and kept his month shut. He didn't want to answer any questions, but he knew he would be asked them.

[Esperanza/Spirit]

"Why would you try and make him attack you?Isn't that rather unwise?And you brother,why would you stoop to his level?"

[horsecraziest]

"I do what I can to have a little bit of adventure," Enre said.
"I do not want to hear that he is my brother," Utah said. I kind of felt betrayed that he father hadn't told him about if he knew of any other foals of his.

[Esperanza/Spirit]

"I did not want to hear you were mine at first.But I warmed up later."Spirit smiled at his older brother."And as for you,that's enough of THAT kind of adventure.If you need a place to stay the night,you may stay amonst us."

[horsecraziest]

"Thank you," Enre said as he lowered his head to Spirit. As he went pass Utah he smirk.
Utah kept his ears back. He shook his head in anger and snorted. There was something about that stallion that he did not like. And he had a feeling they wouldn't get along. "How could this be? Temon's first son. For is it not worse to be told something or not to be told? Mocking me. Saying I'm nothing like my father. The nerve. Even calling me a colt and not a stallion," Utah snorted in anger. There was just something about this first meeting with his brother that made him feel, that that was not the last fight they would have. Utah started to paw at the ground. He didn't know who to be angrier with his newly found older brother or his father who barely says a word.
Temon had heard all the commotion and come out of the woods to find out what had gone on. The new chestnut stallion has his back turned to the others. He did not notice them or hear what was to be said. "What's going on," Temon asked as he came up to Spirit and Utah.
"Why didn't you tell me I had an older brother," Utah demanded. His ears remained back.
"What are you talking about," Temon said.
"That stallion over there. Enre says he's your first son," Utah said.
"What," Temon said.
"Why have you said for so long that I was your only son," Utah asked.
"I did not know about that one," Temon said.
"How could you not have known," Utah demanded. He could not stand the idea of this other stallion being his brother. "How many mare have you been with," Utah asked to personal of a question.
"It doesn't matter how many. That was my past and you do not need to know everything of my past," Temon said.
"Why is there more your not telling me," Utah asked.
"I...uh...," Temon said and he looked away.
"So. There is more you haven't told me," Utah said. "Why do you share all of this with my mother? I can understand that, but not to tell your own son anything! Why?! You never even told me about Seth or anything. All of what had happened could have been stopped if you had warned me," he shouted.
"I didn't know that he would find out," Temon said.
"You never know anything! You never even knew I was born or that I was even your son until you found my mom again," Utah said. Utah had been so stressed out since his calvary experience. He had been hiding it the whole time. I had a lot of time to think while he had been at the fort.
"I was a wandered then. How was I to know she was going to have a foal? I didn't think I could get a mare pregnant," Temon's head went low in embarrassment.
"So even though you thought you couldn't have foals, you didn't even think to at lest check your ago to find out," Utah said.
"I couldn't stay. I was a danger to any around me," Temon said.
"Shut up already with the excuses," Utah shouted. "I'm tired of it all. You could have at lest tried."
"Now you listen here," Temon said. "You have no right to say how I should have lived my life. If I have gone back and knew what was to happen in my past as I went on, I would have tried stopping some of it."
"May be you should have thought then, Temon," Utah said.
"That is enough," Temon said. "You have no right to say what you have said."
"I have no right," Utah said. "I have no right! I have all the right in the world to say what I have said! May be it's time someone teaches you something you haven't learned." Utah lunged forward at his father and bit him hard on the withers. Temon winced in pain, but did not make a sound. He did not want to attack his own son. Utah let go and kicked at him. He was blinded by rage and anger that had been bottled up for so long. Temon got hit in the ribs, but did not fight back. Utah charge him again and hit him harder.
Temon took a few steps back. He looked at his son. "That is enough," he said as he bit his own son on the upper part of his neck on his mane.
Utah winced. Temon let go right away. He did not want to hurt his son. Utah stopped and looked at his father. That was the first time his father had struck him in any way. Utah pinned his ears back and charged at the old stallion and him hit again. "Come on, you old nag," Utah said. "Fight back already!"
Temon stood there and took the hits. "I will not fight my son," he said.
Utah became enraged even more. Anyone who was watching could tell there was something wrong not just with the fight, but with Utah. He was being so aggressive and wouldn't stop. Utah couldn't, he needed to get his anger out, he knew of no other way.

ooc: oops. lol. A little to long I guess. Sorry, I like to make it interesting and I thought it would be kind of strange for Utah to be attacking others.

[Esperanza/Spirit]

(it's very good)

"Utah,you stop this at once!"His mother shouted at him.She glared at him with hard brown eyes."Can you strike me?Well can you?"She snorted."For every blow you make unto your father will be one to me!Do not make me stop you myself!As for me knowing everything,there are things your father hasn't told me,and I don't care that he's stood with many,for it was us he came home to.Are you not glad for that?So strike someone if you will,but you DO NOT strike your father,you strike ME!"She stomped a forehoof to show finality.

[horsecraziest]

The enraged stallion stop and looked straight at his mother. He breathed heavily. He glared over at his father. Temon did not stir. Utah turned and looked back at his mother. He shook his head in anger and snorted in frustration. He's short mane, at parts, shook from side to side. It was a bit longer than it had been when he was with the calvary. He couldn't attack his mother. He did not look to Spirit. And he did not want to see the face of Enre.
Niga popped up beside Esperanza from back where most of the herd was now watching. Utah felt the eyes on him. He just grew more angrier and confused. Niga looked at the scene. She wasn't going to listen to anyone. She canter down the hill toward Utah. She stopped when she was in front of him. She looked right into his eyes and then said something that no one had wanted to say to his face since he came back. "What is wrong with you? You've changed so much," Niga said.
Utah looked at her in surprise. No one had asked about anything that had happened to him back at the fort. He had never said a word. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?!," Utah snorted angrily. "I'll tell you what's wrong I went through torture and came back, but my spirit did not."
"What happened? You never say a word anymore to any of us...Your herd," she said, talking about the Bronius herd.
"I don't want to say. What makes you think you have the right to know these things," Utah said. This was the first time Utah had ever yelled at anyone in his own herd.
"I'm one of your herd," Niga answered.
"May be it's time for you to learn your place and stay in line," Utah said.
Niga looked at him. "Who are you? What have you done to our old leader? The one we came to know and love," Niga said.
"I am still that," Utah said
"Don't lie! Your not the same! Your almost as bad as Dal," Niga cried.
Utah looked at the crying mare before him. He looked at he's father, who turned his head away in shame, showing that Niga was right. Utah looked to his mother, who's look did not help. He saw more and more of the mares in the herd looking at him. Some in disbelief and some of surprise and other impressions and looks. Utah's eyes grew wide in fear and anger at the same time. The only think he felt for caring for was that Gertrude had not been there to see or hear any of this. Utah grew angrier and more confused. Everyone was against him. They didn't understand. They didn't know what had happened back at that fort. The cruelty and the beatings at the fort had taken away from the true Utah. Utah started to paw at the ground in anger. He couldn't take this any more. Utah threw his head in another direction to turn away from Niga. He snorted angrily. He grunted in anger. And without another word headed to the woods.
Niga did not look at him. She could not see anymore. Her tears blinded her from everything. Temon came over to her to give her a shoulder to cry on. He decided not to go after Utah. Niga laid her head on the side of Temon's neck and cried. She hated to say all that to Utah, but someone had to tell him. He never would listen to anyone.
Enre came out and down from the herd. He stood toward Temon, seeing the crying mare, he did not want to get close. "I didn't mean to cause all this trouble," Enre said. "I did not know that he had this bad of a temperament."
Temon did not want to bring up anything about that Enre was his son. Now was not the time. "You didn't cause this. The stress did. The experience in the calvary did. He has been bottling it up for so long, it was only time before it would blow," Temon said. "Niga is right...He's not the same stallion we came to know and love."
Enre lowered his head. "I'm sorry," he whispered. He stayed beside Temon and Niga.
Temon looked at Spirit and then at Esperanza. "We need to do something," Temon said. "He's in a blind rage. There's no tell what he could do."
Utah kept galloping hard and fast. Run and run away from all of it.

[Esperanza/Spirit]

Esperanza's eyes turned to Enre."Don't you even start!I may not be your mother,but you will not speak to me about my children in that way."She wasn't angry with him,she just didn't want to hear it.She turned to Temon."Bring back my baby."Spirit came beside her."I will.He listens to me."

[horsecraziest]

Enre stayed by Temon and Niga. Niga continued to cry. She just hoped Utah would calm down. She couldn't stand to see her leader so...so anger.
Utah kept running. He wasn't going to turn back anytime soon.

[Esperanza/Spirit]

"Come on Dad."Spirit said,no sarcasm or anger in his voice,only fear for his brother.

[horsecraziest]

Temon looked at Spirit. That was the first time Spirit had called him that and there was no hint of anger in it. "Alright," Temon said as he canter toward Spirit. He was ready to follow. Niga watched as they left. She stayed beside the new stallion, not saying a word.
Utah kept going. He tore through the meadows. As he made it to more forest he just kept on running. He took sharp turns along the path. He followed it to try to find away out of the woods. He kept at a full gallop. He jumped over any log that came in his path. The farther he got into the woods, the more fallen logs there were and they just seemed to get bigger. Then Utah turned another sharp corner and did not see the log. He tried to jump it at the last second, but his back legs hit the log. Utah fell to the ground in pain. Utah laid there for only a few seconds. He saw he had a few cuts. One was pretty deep though. The cuts were bleeding and there was a bit of blood on the log and on the dirty path. Utah decided to get up anyways and continued at a canter and then started galloping again. He's back legs started to hurt, but he carried on as fast as he could.