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Harlequin had no doubt that she would be discovered soon enough. From what she remembered about these islands, not many mares are left to their own devices, especially at this time of year. Despite her attempts to hide it, she knew that the scent of estrus hung heavily upon her skin. Paper thin nostrils flare as the sound of approaching hoofbeats catch her ears causing them to twitch atop her skull. Piercing brown-black eyes flit over the landscape that lay before her until sights fall upon the approaching stallion.

For a moment ears perk with interest. Dark eyes alight as she studies him. Father! her nostrils quiver as a warm greeting slips past her lips and she takes a few prancing steps forward. For a moment, it is Soljor that she sees approaching, all glorious and magnificent in his thick curling locks and thickly feathered legs. For a moment she imagines it is his scent that envelops her now. However, as he nears, that image vanishes and the once familiar scent of his sire is replaced with the unknown scents of the stranger.

Immediately ears fall backwards in a mixture of embarrassment and distain. Why was it the gods were determined to make a fool of her. Proudly she raises her head a bit higher, dark eyes glaring down upon him with wary suspicion as he introduces himself in the most gentleman of ways. Clearly he was up to something. Nostrils flare as a loud snort escapes her lungs. Lithe forelimb strikes out at the grasses that separate them as she takes an angry step forward, warning him, making sure that he knew she wanted her personal space for herself. A single brow rises as she lets her roaming gaze travel over his skin. He reminded her a lot of Soljor. Perhaps not quite as tall, a bit thicker in build, a splotch of white missing on his left side but over all, he resembles closely her long lost sire. "Cain is it?" she asks, her voice venomous as she cocks her head to the side, observing him from behind the thick veil of alabaster forelock that tumbles haphazardly over the flat of her brow. Thick tail switches back and forth as she takes a single step backwards, her skin twitching. "Just because you ask it, what makes you deserving of my name? hmm?" she purrs, a cheshire grin tugging her lips upwards into a smile that ghosts across her lips and quickly disappears, replaced once more by a mask in indifferent. A single ear tilts towards him. "I don't remember asking for yours after all." she taunts taking another step around him, watching him cautiously.

OOC: feel free to force claim if you want. she isnt gonna make things easy lol