Who's Bad? I'm Bad (claim)

Moving legs pressed on, Through the cool black night, Over each land with a determined look. As he neared the land he was reaching, Edwin faintly smelled another stallion but, It was obviously old and the lands wernt taken. He smelled no other scents than that. Was the last king here all alone? He would soon find out. Long legs ate up the ground as Edwin galloped, nostrils flairing and deep gusts filling his lungs, The new and interesting smells of Rayo filling his nostrils. He circled the area, to make sure that no other horses where here, and that this was a truely unclaimed land, which it seemed that it was. He then made his way into the land through the cavern. When he entered he smiled at the beauty, Yes he was going to claim this land.

Edwin took a heave of breatha and pulled his appaloosa frame from the ground, Just as light was spilling over the horizon and let out a shrill squeal, to show he had claimed this land