Closing her eyes, Titan let the new islands scents fill her nose. Ears swiveled atop her head as she thought of her new life, the one she was going to build for herself. She had flash backs, or at least she considered them that. To a life she knew nothing about really. Letting her body ease into what she was thinking, the mare tuned out the rest of the world. Titan was seeing a time a long time ago and she uh… was not a horse then.
Perking her ears after a faint voice could be heard, Titan turned her head to stare at a brute coming her way. Her red body became tense almost instantly, her pale eyes narrowing as she glared at this taller creature. He held a sickly sweet facade about him the moment he spoke, but she was trying to see through it. Her tail lashed against her hocks for a moment as she absorbed every word that came out of his mouth.
Whirling around, Titan gave a squeal as he nipped at her withers, her hooves digging into the ground of the commons. Snow began to fall around them in gentle flutters as she glared heavily, finally seeing through his facade. “Jigsaw of the lagoon.” She snapped, her voice deep and almost masculine as she opened her mouth to speak again. “I've killed for a lot less you nasty mutt.” Shaking her head, Titan threw out a front leg and drug it across the soil. “To say I have a home implies you're forcing me. It will take a lot more than a weak bite to my withers for me to follow the likes of you!”
TITAN
Mare | 16.2hhs | Chestnut | Of The Lost Island Wilds
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