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I won't be a pet His malice filled words bring delight fluttering to life in her chest, she would enjoy this little game of cat and mouse. He would pretend to hate and spit her name like it were a curse word on his tongue and she would revel in the loathing words. "Oh you don't like cute little names, pet?" she asks with a satisfying sneer playing on her dark lips. Her single seeing eye watches as he tries to fumble together a sentence, but before he can spit some more words into the frigid air they are interrupted.

Out of the fog a pale stallion materializes and quickly closes the distance between them. It seems that her new plaything sure attracts alot of attention. Her eye narrows as he chuckles and strikes up a conversation with her pet. "Excuse me, but can you kindly fuck off," she spits at the pale man as he tries to recruit her pet into some brother hood cult. Her ears remain laced into her dark unkempt mane as she looks down her nose at the pale man.

A nicker splits the air and Daciana jerks her head to see the approach of yet another. The smoky mare approaches at a swift trot and is quick to throw her insults at the man. A smirk crawls across her dark lips, it seems she also has a taste for the feisty ones.

The tension in the air is thicker than the slow curling fog that wraps itself around the group of horses. Daciana grows tired of these shenanigans, her single eye keeps her pet close but notices that the pale man trying his best to take him away from her. As her pet steps to go with the pale man as he jokes about women, a roar rips from between her dark lips. In a flurry of motion, she lunges at the pale man aiming her chest at his and her teeth snap at his shoulder, in hopes that she will feel his skin between her teeth.

"I had kindly asked you to fuck off," she roars as she closes the distance between them.