What if it's two lines?
"How Dare you treat me like a worthless weed. You.... If I was not so new to this land i would slash your throat open with out blinking an eye. Your male misogyny tone does not ease over my boiling blood very well. Get your facts straight before you slide that look over your face you pig. Clearly if I am asking for your Help i need it, but you know what... you could not even help a rain drop to the ground if you had too, because your stupid offish self probable wouldn't even understand that gravity would do all the work. " Her deep accented french words were like a sharp blade digging into the stallions jugular. Her poisoned hiss stopped as she stood looking deep into his eyes with every one of her black marking glowing lavender. Adonné rolled her eyes spinning around quickly smacking her long black tail across his chest if he had not moved back from her by now.
The honey and lavender colors drenched her soft coat, now it was clear that she was not from this area. Her Magic ill body took over her seemingly normal appearance. Her outraged body looked to the only kind soul that she could see. Rikyn was clearly her best choice as of right now she then walked over the the stag standing next to him." I am dreadfully sorry you had to see that side of me. I get angered with ignorance.. And where i am from that thing over there would be slaughtered where he stood for that type of disrespect. " She still glowed due to her blood boiling, but the smell of the sweet relaxing flower was starting to clam her mind. She glanced over the black and gold stallion, he was a very handsome fellow... Maybe he could help her out a bit...
"Talk?"