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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

Go ahead and bite



He looked like he was in a playful mood but something told her he didn't just want to chase and nip like most innocent foals. He had that hungry look in his eyes, the look she used to see in her father's eyes before he started harassing the mares or mauling some younger colt that got too close for his liking. He didn't seem to like her stomping her hoof, snorting and tossing his head like a challenge. Her lips twitch, one brow rising in dare. As he reared, she arched her neck and pawed the ground with a fore hoof again, her nostrils flared. She swished her tail, ready to tuck it and turn her back legs to him if needed, but for now it seemed he wasn't coming any closer.

A part of her welcomed any pain he might give. She was used to it. Her skin already bore the scars of her father when he got bored or felt he needed to push his authority. He had done everything but violate her, if only cause her mother was good about distracting him when he got that particular look in his eyes. At the young stud's question, she couldn't help but snicker. "And if I do?" She met his gaze in challenge, clearly wanting him to do something about it.

He gave his name and she tossed her head, arching her neck out again to show off before answering. "Monster." Deciding to make a move herself, she pranced forward, practically dancing around him, eying him carefully in case he made to lunge. She continued to toss her head, daring him to make a move.

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