She wears a coat of color, Loved by some,
Feared by others

WELL THIS WOULD BE INTERESTING, NO? IN THE MIDST OF THE WAIT IN HIS ARRIVAL, SHE STOOD SILENT. What the fuck? SHE WAS DISTRAUGHT THAT HER HIDEOUT HAD FAILED AND SHE WAS SEEN NEARLY RIGHT AWAY. WHAT WAS IT WITH HER AND HER OFF SENSES? WELL HE CAME. SHE DIDN'T THINK HE WAS ANYTHING SPECIAL. HIS MARKINGS WERE STRANGE, BUT HE WAS FINE. HIS COAT LOOKED SMOOTH WITH A FINE DUN OR CHESTNUT GLARE.

HIS VOICE CAME OUT CLEAR AS GLASS, YET IT SEND ROUGH PRICKLES THROUGH HER SPINE. "Well.. Well... Hello, there." HIS VOICE REMINDED HER OF THOSE EVIL VILLAINS WOULD USE BEFORE ATTACKING.. OF COURSE HE SEEMED MORE LIKE A CHARMER, A MANIPULATIVE TYPE, THAN ONE WHO WOULD FIGHT FOR WHAT HE WANTED. "I saw you in the battle at the Foothills. Four against one is an impressive feat to survive. You fight well, I'm highly interested in knowing your name, you know my dear. You may call me Tio." STALKER ARE WE? THE BOY WAS NEARLY FROTHING AT THE MOUTH FROM ANTICIPATION, AND ARIADNE SEEMED TO BE ONE FOR FIRST IMPRESSIONS. THIS STALLION WASN'T MAKING THE BEST ONE RIGHT THIS MOMENT. YADA, YADA, YADA, PHYSICAL CONDITION, YADA. "What do you say?" "What do I say about what? SHEIT. SHE KNEW SHE SHOULD'VE LISTENED TO HIM. NOW THE MARE HAD TO ANSWER WHEN SHE DIDN'T KNOW THE QUESTION.

SHE STOOD QUIET FOR A MOMENT. SHE DIDN'T REALIZE THE QUESTION WAS INDEED IMPORTANT AND SHE WENT AND ANSWERED ANYWAYS. "Sure?" THE MARE DIDN'T REALIZE SHE MAY HAVE COMITTED TO HIS GROUP, AND PRESECNSE. WETHER THIS STALLION COULD SEE THAT SHE DIDN'T HEAR HIM OR NOT, WOULD MAKE A BIG IMPACT. IF HE COULD TELL, HE COULD BE A TRICKSTER AND SAY LIKE, 'I LOOK FORWARD TO YOU BEING MYSLAVE!' OR SOMETHING RIDICULOUS LIKE THAT, AND THAT GIVES HIM FULL CONTROL OVER HER... MAYBE SHE SHOULD RUN? SHE KNEW THE LONGER SHE STAYED THE MORE ANGER SHE WAS IN, AND SHE FELT, PERSONALLY, HIM JOINING HER ON THE WALL WAS A CHEESY MOVE. AND TO BE HONEST, THIS STALLION HAD AN AURA OF DOMINENCE THAT HE THOUGHT HE SO PROUDLY HELD, AND TO THINK OF IT.. WHY DIDN'T SHE LEAVE NOW? SOMETHING TOLD HER TO STAY AND WAIT THIS ONE OUT. IT WAS LIKE SHE WAS TRAPPED, LIKE A RAT AND A CAGE. WELL, MAYBE THIS ONE WOULDN'T BE SUCH A BAD MEETING. SHE HAD SAID YES, AND THAT MEANT THERE WAS MORE TO COME

More than the mare would ever realize.