LET THEM HATE AS LONG AS THEY FEAR.

Letting her call fill the air with the warmth of her breath, Siren watched as the faint cloud from her call fade off once she closed her lips. Her long knotted tail flicked behind her as she set her flaming eyes off to the distance. She needed to speak to this owner of this land, but at the same time that in itself made the grey mares fur ruffle in a not so good way. Siren owned Paradise, but she shared it with Azrael in a sub-heard and yet she had a sanctuary here that she honestly would rather not have under her hooves.


Shaking her head, the large shire mare soon enough set her sites upon that of a new horse. This bay mare that came into view had Siren’s go from standing up in a friendly manner to being pinned against her mane as she glared at this mare. It did not take long for Sarira to speak and it had the urge to snap at her rising ever more in Siren’s bloodstream. She did not own the land, but she did live here. Siren wanted to point that out, but she would not cause an angry meeting the first time she met the priestess here in her home.


Feeling the urge to shoot forward with teeth bared, Siren shot a snake like look to this Sarira when she spoke of her size. Siren was eighteen hands of muscle and with the say this mare spoke of her had Siren thinking she was on the fat side to others. Snorting, Siren soon enough shook away the feeling as she rocked faintly on her hooves. She was struggling to stay put on the ground, but she behaved herself well enough for the moment as she listened once more.


“I came to meet the owner of this sanctuary. To see who and what I would have under my protection.” Siren would protect anyone here, unless she hated them. If they however ended up in this sanctuary, she had a gut feeling Sarira would make it more of a problem to take the horse out than what it as worth in the end.

SIREN’S SYMPHONY

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Mare | 18hhs | Gray | The Crown of Paradise.

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