Falls

Silly filly turns her back on me.

The urge to reach out and crush her flesh between my teeth comes from somewhere deep. Not only is the mare oblivious to her place in the pecking order, she is rude and demanding and a prime example of why I am still a bachelor. As I aim my teeth for her fleshy flank she cocks her foolish head before turning to face me again, stopping my attack before I have chance to peel my lips apart. ”I don’t bloody know” I reply a little louder than intended, my smooth tone taking on some honest emotion as my nerves begin to fray. I had only seen the palomino mare in the Lagoon once or twice, looking very pregnant and alone and giving me no reason to converse with her.


The two-toned mare before me speaks again and in a few words lends an explanation for her search- she is looking for her mummy, how touching. I involuntarily pick up on the mare’s body language, her emotions intensifying into physical displays of tail lashing. Between her blatant disrespect and demanding demeanor, I can feel my patience begin to slip. I breathe deeply trying to re-position my composed mask and regain control of the situation so as to steer it in my desired direction. But then the mare opens her mouth again.


”Why the fuck would I help you?!” I explode, my ears mirroring hers as they lay flat against my poll. ”Honestly. You wake me up, you spit your rudeness at me and then you ask me to help you? Are you fucking mad?!” I can feel my already massive body stiffen as if preparing for battle, my shoulders squaring themselves and making me appear even bigger. Dark, shadowy eyes narrow angrily and I release a little more truth into the air as I stomp a few strides towards her. ”You are an ill-mannered bloody bitch and you’d do well to learn just how vulnerable you are” with anger burning at my chest I leap forward, intending to roughly push past her as I leave.


In a menacing growl I call over my shoulder ”I’ll tell your mother you said hello” and without looking back I begin towards the Lagoon at a canter, my legs striking furiously at the ground beneath me as if it’s the hag’s skull I am stepping on. It has been a very long time since my emotions got the better of me, but this is the first time that it hasn’t resulted in bloodshed and I must say, I am a little disappointed in myself.