The sounds of another equine were music to her quick radars as they perked forward while he moved towards her. A snort escaped her in the MOST unladylike fashion at his words of course you can stay! like he would kick me out. Yes miss Winter like the season she was born in had a nasty cruel streak that ran core deep through her body. No it was not a natural bite like the frost that would blow in from the water and cling to the foliage but, over time, had inserted itself into the plucky mare. She smiled at him glancing at him from lowered lashes as seductively as Winter could muster. Let the games begin.
“ There is nothing I am going to teach you Wonka, the harsh eco you now hold the key to is yours to learn from.” She gestured around her with a flick of her nose.
“The honor to teach you how to survive here, I leave in its entirety to nature.” Winter’s eyes narrowed playfully as she bumped her hip into his shoulder.
“I suppose I can give you hints though.”

She regarded him casually through her tumultuous forelock every now and again seeking to capture his gaze. He seems steady enough, for a colt. The gears in her mind were turning with thoughts, ideas, and schemes forming in an instant then slipping away like the steam that drifted from her nose as she stood patiently waiting. A smirk caught at her lips as an idea stuck. With a tuck of her head she danced a ways ahead of him as his lips left her hide, once again moving ahead. Lets play darling.
“I do hope to meet your dear old dad soon, if he is as polite and handsome as you then you my darling, may lose my attentions.” She gave him a quick wink before turning tail and darting into the scruffy forest she knew lay just ahead her hooves throwing up the snow in the golden mares wake.
“Come and catch me and Ill show you something special of your new land Wonka!” Winters laugh bounced off the trees several times before evaporating though the sparse tree tops. I hope he plays my game. She surveyed her hide out for the light colored fowl she knew could give away her position with a flutter of the irritating wings.
“Where are your mares? A young chap like yourself I figured you would have a few.” She laughed once more lightly before quickly moving locations.
“or are you hiding them away?” Winter spoke softly before once again darting away once more.




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