Naberius had never truly grown up. He had matured sexually, had grown into his body, had even assumed adult responsibilities and if necessary he could play the role of a stallion, and play it well, but he was far from mature. He was a prankster at heart, always searching for his next lark. Yet his tricks weren’t always in good fun and more often than not he got his prime kicks out of destructive mischief. If someone got physically or emotionally injured in his little games he would be ecstatic, death was the best punch line. However this particular shenanigan was innocent and, besides the retaliation he was sure to receive from the wench, mostly painless. Abe was pleased he had braced himself for some kind of retribution on the mare’s part because that’s exactly what he got. The femme rotated quickly and shot her posterior limbs towards him with half-assed force. If she had really intended to do some damage she could have but instead she merely nicked Abe’s cheek with her right talon, the left missing him completely.

The impact caused Naberius to release a hushed grunt and recoil but when he removed himself from her striking range he began to cackle with amusement. He wasn’t sure if he frightened her entirely but he got some sort of heated reaction and that was enough for him. ”Well aren't you a darling little bastard?” Naberius could barely hear her over his raucous laughter. His head hung low and his forelock had fallen over the cheek the harlot had grazed with her hoof letting the blood that began to secrete from the laceration saturate the tips of his hair. “You're lucky I didn't poison your dumb ass. Wouldn't want to waste it on you anyways,” these words made Abe stifle his mirth and resort to a guileless grin. Tossing his dome to remove the dreads from his sight Abe locked eyes with the jezebel and snorted, the smile upon his maw never fading. It was apparent she was supercilious but he couldn’t hold that against her because he was quite the arrogant hellion himself. However with her lack of horn or even wings he didn’t see her to be anything more than a plain Jane with a bad attitude. Her threat had Naberius intrigued however and he cocked his head to the side as he stared into her violet pits, curious if this homely madam actually possessed such dangerous magic.

Before Abe could open his mouth to retort however he was interrupted by the entrance of another mare. Naberius didn’t turn his crania to observe the pearlescent vixen but merely let his orbs travel in her direction. "You are right, blue mare. He does not deserve the pain you could offer him." Abe’s tassel began to smack at his haunches and his audits were pulled back as he felt his temper start to gather fuel. Who the hell is this nosey, holier-than-thou cunt? Naberius pondered as he glared at her before turning his eyes back to the blue roan. Abe speculated if the pair new each other but his suspicions were negated when the alabaster broad spoke again. "Pardon, I had no intention of disturbing either of you." These words made Naberius chuckle rather abruptly and not exactly deliberately as he shook his head before finally revolving his skull to watch the child. She was juvenile in looks but the way she spoke and held herself hinted to many more years resting behind those cerulean pools. She seemed wise but foolish.

“Is that so? So when you consciously strode your happy ass over here and graced us with your input you had no intentions of disturbing us, is that what you’re saying? Silly kid, lies will get you nowhere. Save your pleasantries for your grandmother little girl.”

His sneer had disappeared. It was not yet known in this land that Abe had an aggressive nature, and a rather intense one at that. It had gotten him into loads of trouble in his youth but throughout the years he had managed to gain a bit more control over his tantrums. Yet every once in a while the beast inside him would awaken and he would snap. This crude diminutive outburst was exceedingly minor in comparison to many in his past. The lyrics were growled at the filly before he scanned her up and down and set his attention back to the older female.

“And you, get a fucking sense of humor why don’t ya? You could be pretty if you just learned to shut your mouth.”

Naberius barked at the damsel, his words drenched with venom but the smirk he previously wore slowly began to return to his jaws. He was sure to feel her wrath now, unless she decided to take the high road which was…doubtful.

{ ooc: Sorry for the wait, and sorry this is so crude. If you want me to change anything let me know. I dunno where his rudeness comes from in my head haha. }