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She gave her name, but it was soon after his nip that the protesting started. He didn't take kindly to mares who thought they could get violent against his wishes. They were only allowed to fight each other for control and never lay a mark on his hide. Warsaw was used to feisty mares, but none have been so bold to kick at him since Morrgian. That was some time ago. His nostrils flare in response just as she did, the sting of his leg where she kicked was just slight. The hurt was nothing like he had received in his fight against Shamwari, but he would not allow this misunderstanding to go that far.

Neon didn't wish to tell him her stories, but that was fine. He had other ways of getting the information he wanted. Right now, he had something to make her understand. "It would be in your best interest to never do that again." His voice is rough and deep as his legs quicken to move beside her. "If you don't wish to live with me and my herd I can easily make arrangements for you to go live with my cousin in the Lagoon. I'm sure his stallions would love a female to play with." His lips curl up in a snarl baring his teeth. "I assure you I am much kinder than he." He doubted his cousin had any females left in the Lagoon after he killed his last fae. The rest probably scattered and escaped his clutches. No one goes there anymore, but those that already live there.