She watched in fear and amazement as the other's attention snapped towards her once she had spoken. Her teeth snapped shut instantly regretting the words. Wide eyes caught sight of the spark loosed from the weird white and blue horn. A small gasp shook dark lips. Finally she had discovered someone with the magic she needed, but the person was insane. Ya she might look intimidating one day, but now she was still awkwardly built. She was slightly hip high her horns to big for her still growing head. So that left her with two options, press this physico harder, or turn tail and run. Well neither of those sounded fun, so plan C.
Taking a deep breath trying to calm herself, she couldn't sooth another without being zen herself. The sparky started to back away yammering about being chill. What the hell was happening here?! Her own heart thundered away with unanswered questions. Stay away? But why? To her surprise and dismay she turned to leave moving out of the cavern. "No wait!" Without even thinking she rushed forward. Maybe it was because she was desperate, more than likely it was just young stupidity. Oh how naive she was, so young, bold, careless, and possibly barbecued now. "Don't go I need your help with something! Maybe I can help you in return?" She reached her muzzle out towards the mare, but pulled up short. Dual colored eyes widened slightly at how close she had suddenly seemed to be. "Oh shit..." Her words a mere whisper as she gazed at the inches between them. Oh fuck. Fuck. FUCK! If the mare spun now she would be a nice little shish kabob. Trying to back paddle on ice quickly proved not to be the best idea either. She manged a final, "FUCK!" before her side slammed to the ground. Air huffed from her lunges in a great cloud of frozen mist. Now she was truly fucked. If this female wanted to hurt her, she was wide open for any and all attacks. her eyes glared defiantly up at the white and blackish blue unicorn. Anger was her mask, the only emotion she could muster to hide the fear raging inside. "Go ahead, I dare you." Would this be how she earned her first battle scars? Laying around like an idiot all because she was young and ignorant.
Arrogant Lingo 'Pompous Musings'
Words: 548
Notes: @[Roskuld] Sorry if it's a bit... rammbely, and that it took so long! Fell free to beat her up, it would be good for her.
Anger is my fuel
Blood is the cost
Victory is my prize