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She is not sure when the exact moment was that the interaction between herself and the two strangers turned away from her but she did not like it. And she was sure to make her displeasure known. Dark chocolate ears turn backwards, disppearing beneath the thick mantle of her obsidian mane. Paper thin nostrils flare as the petite woman exhales a hard breathe to rise like the smoke from a dragon's nostrils. Dark eyes travel from one to the other as the black and gray stallion turns his attention to the red mare as though he had forgotten her presence in the wake of the larger woman's wrath. 'Roi...' he addresses her, confirming Abstract's believe that there must be some unspoken history here between them. Curiosity and confusion play together hand in hand behind the mask of annoyance she kept in place. 'we were only having a bit of fun...' a coy grin tugs at the corners of her lips as she arches her sleek neck a bit higher in challenge. Yes. Fun. Her gaze burns into his skin. They had not even begun to have fun yet.




Despite the glance of her eyes or the sultry blink of her long, dark lashes, still the handsome stallion kept his gaze on the fuming girl he called 'Roi'. '....I'm not a bad choice.' Abstract scoffs and again glances around them. A cheshire grin on her lips. "Not many options." she murmurs, switching her long tail against the supple curve of her hip. He glances her way now. He mentions a Lagoon and immediately her lips curl in disgust. Where any other might picture a beautiful sandy beach surrounded by calm waters and bright green foliage, Abstract saw only muck, mire and mosquitos big enough to carry her away. 'the lagoon is NOT where you want to go... or maybe you do...maybe you're into that kind of thing.' sharp eyes narrow as she tilts her muzzle towards him. "What would you know about the kind of things I'm into?!' she snaps. Why his words enraged her she isn't quite sure but nonetheless, she feels the prickles of his judgement like hairs rubbed the wrong direction. He goes on to promise not to bite her again in the most drawn out and exhausted of voices but before Abstract can even begin to comment her sarcasm, the red mare speaks up. 'She's not going to the Lagoon' there was solidarity in the comment that caused the mahogany woman to shoot her a vicious glare. Oh REALLY?

Abstract had half a mind to march her little self straight into this lagoon if only to prove the mare wrong. That is, if she knew where it was. Of course the mysery and intrigue drummed up by the stallion and the cautious command of the mare does not help stop her curiosity. The irritable expression on this 'Roi's' face is fuel to her proverbial fires as the woman irritably hisses that she has a choice. Abstract scoffs again, returning the annoyed expression with a peevish expression scowl of her own. Roi goes on, listing her choices. her brother (that is interesting), the peak with her (oh hell no) or wait for someone else. However the judgemental tone of her voice leaves her with a fierce desire to bite down on the dun mare's own tail in repremand.


However before the seal bay mare can fully make her mind up to act, Roi moves forward with a switch of her tail. The tone of her voice is commanding as her attention focuses on her brother. A snide smirk slips past the barrier she carefully put into place. "An just who died and made you mother hen?" she asks with an impish chuckle. She watches as the mare softens her gaze and focuses on the handsome stallion with an almost sense of longing. Something that stirs a sort of jealousy deep within her. Abstract rakes her hoof against the ground, tearing at the dry grasses underfoot. "Such a touching reunion. I think I may vomit. Since you two seem so wrapped up in each other I guess I'll find my own way from here." she purrs, flicking her tail once more against her hips and glancing at the stallion from beneath the thick layer of her lashes, curious for his response.