This mare had his attention for now. He was bored, having eatten his full and drank his full. Now it was time to play. Even if it wasn't the type of playing most horses did. He enjoyed watching others in pain, the blood he loved it. He wasn't right in the head, at least not fully. Some days he was completely sane and acting like a normal 2 year old other days he was completely crazed. Today was an inbetween day.
As for the type of personality he had today he didn't really know, he'd find out soon enough when he got close to her. He saw her stomp a hind end and he snorted at it and tossed his head. He reared up a little and tossed his head again as if challenging her.
What he was doing he didn't know as he now stood mere feet from her. Should he say something? Should he do something? His tail lashed out as he stared at her wondering what he should say or do. You got a steering problem?He says. Not suprising himself with what he said to her.
Im RaiderHe says soon after as if he didn't say the previous question in the type of disrespectful tone. |