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12-04-2012, 05:15 PM
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S o r e n
What nasty, rude mares! Was all Soren could think to himself as he continued to observe the two dark Unicorns. Why hadn't mother and father told him there were such awful creatures? Blue eyes glared out with cold, pure, honest dislike. The two didn't even seem able to defend themselves with their own words. They were certainly old enough to know better, weren't they? Pulling his strong disdainful look from the two sharp tongued ones, he looked up towards the pretty red maned lady, the one who'd come in to speak for the injured stallion. He did not really believe that the black mare and her silver friend were trying to help the dun at all; at least, their voices did not sound like ones that cared for his safety. Looking from the nicer female to the other two, he raised his own dark skull, chin jutting upwards defiantly. "They're the ones that should go." The last word came out almost as a soft growl, which unfortunately didn't sound quite as intimidating as he'd hoped. But he would not deny the sweeter sounding lady an escort, for the stallion seemed to be alright for now. He would not forget the experience though, and his little nostrils made note of the scents of the pitch mare, as well as the greyed one. "Try not to get hurt again, okay?" He said directly to the dark haired charger, before turning his striped back pointedly, his little rear end pleasantly facing the rude mares. "Come on, I can show you the way." He gestured to the garnet locked mistress before walking off the way he'd came.  |
