She skittered off to the back of the cave again. She stood deadly silent in the back of the cave. Her attempt to disarm this boar could have easily been a fail, but it also could have been a victory. "Why do you care about my weight? You are the fat one." She had moved very quietly. Her voice in a completely new spot. She was a manipulative horse and was easy able to conjour up enough of his snow from the blizzard and create a make shift path that would muffle her hooves. If this animal was blind this would be a great tactic. Angora thought about what the hideous creature had said. Prinz Charming.... Loki. Why had the ebonite stallion drilled his was into her soul-sucking heart. No. Why had she broken?
OOC: Crappy and short.... >.<