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Yindy had been curious to who owned this land but that had quickly changed to defensive when she had seen the aggression in the body of the stallion. Ears lacing back, she yanks her head up and away from him, taking a step back with a squeal of fury. Golden eyes rolling to show the whites, the golden mare at first feels fear but that quickly turns to white hot rage. As the brute moves, shoving his self against her side she is thrown off balance and is forced to take another step but to the side so she may catch herself from falling in the loose sand. Before she even knows it he is behind her, mounting her and panic seizes the mare momentarily. She could not have another child! Not after what had happened before!


Hooves digging into the sand, Yindy pulls herself away from the stallion before he is even finished and once he has dropped down to the ground the mare throws her back feet towards his face and chest in a well-aimed double hoofed kick. It pushes a grunt from her flared nares and as her back feet are firmly placed upon the ground, she pivots around to face him. Mouth gaped open she lunges to try and bite his face or the underside of his jaw. Whichever she can grab hold of to show just how furious he had made her. Yindy had never had a problem with becoming physical and if he pushed her she would only push back.


With a snort the mare jerks away, hopefully with flesh between her blunt teeth and sidesteps away. If he chose to follow she would meet him again and again until one or the other gave out. With the heat baring down on them it wouldn’t take long, exhaustion already tugging at her and dampening her neck and flanks from her travel to even reach this land of endless sand. But she was determined and rather stubborn once her mind was set to something. Yet with the adrenaline rushing through her veins she had never thought to feel as alive as this, that it could even be possible. It gave her a high like no other and as she drank it all in Yindy couldn’t help but feel the stirrings of lust.