The Lost Islands
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She knew she was probably not supposed to enjoy the show of dominance he put her through but even so, a part of her had been craving it more than even she was aware of. Her skin felt hot and yet the moment he dismounted, her flesh felt cold where he once had been and her body ached to have him back upon her. She knew she wouldn't mind letting him protect her but she wasn't going to be an easy keeper. Oh no, she planned to keep him on his toes. Claiming her was one thing but truly keeping her....that would be a mission of time and patience. Though, the less patience he showed, the better, in her opinion. She liked the fire in her lizard king.

He was quiet for a while after the act and for a moment, she feared that giving into him would ruin all their progress, but it seemed the act pulled something from the stallion as well. She'd never seen it up close since her mother usually herded her away when her father was doing his breedings. It was like even though her mother had taught her to be strong and thrive in this cruel world, she'd still tried to hold some part of Monster's innocence. Well, it didn't take too long into this new world to break that last strand of purity. Good riddance.

As he dismounted, he tossed his head, but she was satisfied to feel the solid thud of her back hoof against his chest. She glanced back, curious if she broke the skin. A part of her wondered if his blood would be red like hers. She almost expected him to retaliate, her tail tucking and her hindquarters bunching as if to bolt or kick, bracing for his teeth. When nothing came, she snorted, her ears pinned as she glared back at him. If he looked hard enough, he might see a little disappointment in her eyes that he didn't strike back. Instead, he grinned and said that he would need more practice. Even as she moved forward away from his nips, she threw a taunting comment over her shoulder. "Candy and flowers next time? A little romance wouldn't kill you."

She sneered even as she said it, not meaning a word of it, just wanting to continue to tease him. She didn't sign up for hearts and flowers and love. That's not what put food in your belly and safety over your body. A strong stallion did that. She didn't expect him to be kind hearted or warm. In fact, she'd lose all respect for him in a heartbeat if he did. She hit the water of the ocean, her body shivering as the cold water hit her chest, but she didn't hesitate to jump over the waves and start the swim. His nips drove her toward another island and she kept her head afloat, snorting as she breathed in, glad for her experience in water.

As they made it to shore, she trotted out of the waves, pausing to shake the excess water from her body before she snorted and looked around, tossing her head up as she took in the island. It looked like a jungle of sorts, but the grass looked rich and full and she smelled fresh water. Not too shabby. As he spoke, she turned her gaze back to him, her tail swishing her flanks as he told her his name was Rougaru. She eyed him for a moment, as if considering, before shaking her head. "I guess that's kind of reptilian in nature. Rougaru." She repeated it, rolling the name over her tongue as she looked around again.

As he spoke again, she flattened her ears. Other mares. She hadn't even thought of that. Her mother had drove the other mares away for the most part in her former herd. Most of them either feared her or just thought her crazy. As a younger mare, she would probably be thought of as fresh meat, lower on the totem pole. Her head rose as if in response. To hell with that. She may not be filled out but she wouldn't be submissive. She would give bite for bite and kick for kick. At his last words about his expectations, she glared back at him, tilting her head a little. "Oh yeah? You might have to spell that out for me..." She squealed as he bumped her flanks, tossing her head as she pranced out of his reach. Her eyes met his evenly, still challenging him. Oh, this was going to be fun.

She hadn't given her name to him yet on purpose. Let him consider her just a number for now, a nameless face in the herd he wanted to build. Soon enough, either he would earn it or he'd beg for it. Either would be just as satisfying.

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