MAY THE SECOND BITE YOU IN THE BREAST

When the dark stallion’s aggression crumbled away, Geirdriful began to draw her head back only to have the other stallion’s face shoved in her’s. Ears pinned firmly, she shoved back with her own muzzle, teeth snapping the air between them in warning. While she might be young and impulsive, she knew actually attacking the pair would be unwise without any of her sisters around to protect the fillies and back her up if the two stallion’s attacked simultaneously. ”I can see wha’ he’s done a one of is peak’s fillies. I don’ see how as helping you.” the bandit faced mare replied coolly, drawing her head back to regard the pair with suspicion.

The dunalino’s ears lifted only slightly at the sound of Inka’s voice behind her though she kept her stony gaze locked on the pair of intruders. Aware that the fillies were no longer in any immediate danger, she stepped back to allow Inka into discussion (whether it would be heated or not). Her silvery tail swished in agitation while the golden stallion spoke and her eyes narrowed at his claim that they had been invited. He did not get a chance to tell them who had invited them, however, when Ysabel’s voice broke into the tense atmosphere. Perhaps these really were the Arabians she had spoken of before.

Despite Ysabel’s words to ease to tension, Geirdriful remained guarded. While her ears had momentarily perked up with something akin to curiosity, they soon leaned back uneasily again when the golden stallion hissed at the sooty mare. The pair were Ysabel’s visitors, however, so she could speak to them any way she liked and vice versa so long as it did not descend into violence. Keeping her mouth shut to give Ysabel a chance to deal with the pair, the overo did not expect the two fillies to interject and insist that that the pair belonged to the them.

Huffing a sharp snort at the assentation, she turned briefly to in the girls’ direction; it seemed Taika’s fear had disappeared completely. The dark stallion’s anger had seemingly returned just as fast, his words causing Geirdriful’s head to snap back around, and tuck toward her chest as she regarded him. If he made a move against the girls, she would be ready to step between them. It seemed that that would not be necessary, however.