For much of her life thus far the black mare had taken to a life of loneliness preferring to take the peace and quiet rather than the obscene obnoxious idiots she tended to meet along the way. Here in Helovia she had decide to change it up for once and take to a herd and see how much trouble she could get into. While the fae was not particularly fond of meeting new members she did have to enjoy seeing the looks on their faces when she managed to come out with something clever. Ninety percent of the time things usually turned out to be rather dull and boring but this time it was starting to become interesting. Watching as the stallion's face only seemed to take on a rather annoyed look she prided herself in being one to set off the correct mood right from the start. Forget the flowers and daisy kinda crap that most tended to spill forth she was more along the terms of get what you came for and get the hell outta my way. Rolling her eyes to the hybrid's comment she was about to say something else when a new form of interesting came barreling out of the brush towards them brandishing its weapon of choice. 

As the beast charged forward waving the stick around she quickly made her own assessment as to the situation lowering her head slightly forward preparing to strike should it become necessary. Worse came to worse she could always just use her magic on the creatures to bring it down before it even got close enough to strike, well strike her anyways. Really she could care less if it struck the moron she had originally chosen to speak with. Pivoting her body around she moved out of the strike zone of the Yeti but still stuck close enough to figure out what had the disgusting beast so enraged. Barely flicking an ear as the other hybrid starting spitting out orders she chose to ignore them completely for no one commanded her to do anything. "Who died and made your sorry ass king?" she remarked with an annoyed huff. It was obvious by the other stallion's comment that he was not going to take any of the princesses crap either making her think that he might actually not be a complete moron that she had originally thought. Later she would definitely have to test that theory and actually strike up a conversation.

Focusing her bicoloured optics on the beast at hand she couldn't help but pick out the less than desirable features it possessed making her lip curl slightly in disgust. Surely the creature had to be male for it was the male way to get pissed and just run around blindly trying to trash things, so far it didn't seem to be species specific. If at all possible she would rather not let the horrendous thing get within a few feet of her so perhaps they could try and talk it down. If not she would be bathing herself for hours to try and get the Yeti's blood from her coat so either way she was not backing down. "Hey You! Ya you! Cut the crap and tell us why you are here!" She yelled towards the Yeti not caring much to whether she offended it or not. She had no patience to deal with a pile of babbling males trying to come to a decision on something when it could be accomplished in a much shorter conversation.

“Just because it looks like a leprechaun and talks like a leprechaun, it doesn't mean it can't act like the little fucking demon it is.”