I hate everything about you,
Why do I love you?
Perhaps her head wasn’t screwed on quite right, but the red roan mare wasn’t exactly mean, just a bit off. Although it seemed she wasn’t the only one, and that made her feel right at home. This could very well be the beginning of the greatest thing ever! Her grin plastered to her face she marveled at how well it had all worked out, couldn’t have planned it better herself really. You aren’t meant to be one of the Vulcans. They’ll scorn you. Shame you, and they will take Fuast from you. Auds flickered uncertainly as the smile began to fall away bit by bit. What if they tried taking her pet? I’ll kill them. Simple. That seemed to shut up the voice. Satisfied, Kassi redirected her attention and laughed loudly when the black stallion called normal boring. The sound filled the air like helium being let out of a balloon, startling the few equines who passed by. Oh he is fun!
With the use of ‘master’ her hooves pranced in a giddy little circle, too excited to contain herself. ”I want a pet so that I can have something to love and take care of that can’t leave me.” Furrowing her brow she wished to take the words back, she shouldn’t have said that. Honesty is a dangerous, dangerous thing. Stallions basically get to have all kinds of pets… Anyways, I think you’re rather handsome and I’ll get to walk around with the best looking, best smelling, nicest stallion in all the lands,” her lips twitched upward again and her honey eyes were wide with delight.
Most brutes around the lost islands had little to offer, though she did enjoy occasionally being pushed around. Fuast, however, offered her change. A new perspective, a new life, and someone she could call hers. And he called me master! It ran a thrill through her spine, no one had ever called her anything nearly so important! Kassiopeia turned her crown sideways, steadying her buzzing body as she regained her words. ”Do you think I will be a good master? I guess neither of us has experience to go off of.” Her tail flicked left, right, left, brushing against her red hide. Spring was the season of life, and it seemed she would finally get to have one. Free of restraint. Free of familial ties. Free of care, almost.
Kassiopeia
female | six | mixed | red dun roan | ee/aa/Dr/Rr | Orion x Sarasota | kittyha's lovechild
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