She had wandered the Threshold until she was disgusted by the trees and cute animals that would pop their heads up to watch her; she grew tired of finding that there were no damn equines anymore. They were being flushed out, washed away by the other species, which was exactly what she was trying to prevent. She felt white hot blaring anger bubbling through her stout figure with each pegasus and unicorn that she passed, sick at the sight of them. Colt was revolted at such a sight as two unicorns sharing a laugh, a pegasus scouting out the Threshold or even talking to a unicorn. With a sour expression, Colt turned her back to the forest and moved away from all the chatter as fast as she could.

Much to her dismay she was still ensnared beneath the trees, the earthly giants towering over the short mare with gnarled limbs extending to the darkening sky. Black ears flick back as she realizes how stupid trees were, almost hitting at least three as she canters forward, nostrils flaring as she comes to an abrupt halt, eyeing the large oak she almost bashed her face into. "Fucking trees—" She mutters angrily, snorting and flicking her forelock to the left of her face with disgust and attitude. Steel sights flick to the dark area around her, a brow rising as she hears a scuffling of feet, steps from within the dark. Brindled body tenses, muscles flexing as she watches the shadows, rump pressed up against the oak. "Come out here, fucker." She shouts at the darkness, watching something move within them, cloaked in the pitch black and unable to be seen.

After many minutes of tense waiting Colt grows impatient, screaming furiously at the dark, watching a lithe doe slip out from the shadows and run tail up away from Colt, veering off to the left. Now relieved that she wasn’t going to be assaulted by some foolish asshole, the emperor smirks, shaking her head. She moves away from the big oak, walking casually through the Forest until she stumbles upon a place with a pool of crimson, overlooked by a peculiar tree growing plump fruits. Moving to the edge of the pool, she makes eye contact with her rippling reflection, finding an expressionless mare gazing back. Frustrated by the bitter shell she is, a hoof strikes the water, ears laid flat against her body. Her father had done this, he had beaten what little hope and happiness resided in her, ruined it with his sick and twisted teachings. He had soiled her innocence, wrapping his dirty hands around her neck to tell her she was living her life wrong, to force her into a life she did not want to live. And now, no matter how hard she tried, she could never manage to get over the barrier she had so hastily put up, stuck trapped within this tawny body, bitter and callous.
"TALK TALK TALK"
@[Argen]