Her words only proved to further my downing mood. It was pure annoyance the childish way in which she took words. There was no intelligence lingering behind her vocals, she was good for one thing and one thing only. A broodmare. The body was small and thin, built for running not war and the horn she held was small and no where near as mighty as my own. This mare is a pathetic excuse of nothing but we are who we are and I will accept her presence for I feel she will perhaps add in number to the herd. I stop merely feet from her face. My looming cranium stopping tall above hers and I curled my horn down as she reversed in her own annoyance perhaps. My threat was obvious but the words that fall from my mouth are nothing to prove it true, "Perfect." if she didn't want to talk, I would be far from someone to start conversation. |
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