Sacre was oblivious to the increasing female danger that was beginning to surround him. His senses were ensnared by the voluptuous mare that stood in all her glittery glory before him, slowly stealing away his innocence. If there was any niggling doubt that something wasn't right, that he was acting strange, then the boy all together ignored it. The clutches of this magic was too irresistible to put up a fight. He mumbled something incoherent and smiled goofily as he vaguely listened to the conversation that was taking place in the midst of all this beauty. It took the arrival of Tandavi to all together change the direction of the events that were slowly unfolding without Sacre coherently knowing.

At first, the boy all registered here arrival with a swift nod, his gaze not leaving Phaedra's. Her tempting soft nose reached out and connected with his shoulder sending a thrill up his spine. Emotions, feelings, things he had never felt at this kind of intensity before. The familiar voice of Tandavi entered his senses and just as he turned to berate her speaking to the pretty lady in such a manner something shifted. For a split second all influence disappeared and the colt's expression turned to one of confusion as he blinked away the magic. "Wha-" the words what's happening? Never managed to escape his lips as the familiar magic leaked back into his mind again, but this time from a different direction.

Beryl eyes turned onto the fiery filly with soft braids and a dagger like expression. The merry-go-round twisted again with poor Sacre caught in the middle, his adoration for Phaedra shifted to Tandavi, the filly whom he would call friend was suddenly seen in a different light. Had she always been this pretty? This tempting? Had he been living his life blind? The boy carefully attempted to take steps away from the golden pegasus, around the slender frame of Amani and to the side of Tandavi. With a fond movement, he tried brushing his shoulder with Tandavi's own, his face a beaming light of warm smiles as his eyes looked at her with infatuation. Waking up tomorrow was certainly going to be a bothersome experience.

In the meantime, Inari had been captured and pounced by Natraj, the fox with a depressing amount of tails. However, the vulpine jumped quickly back to his feet only to try playfully battering the darker ones face, happy to have a distraction from the confusing and strange actions of his own bonded friend.

[omggg all these femaleees]