The slender edges of her ears buried further beneath her mane as she felt the boy creep closer, and the black coated mare huffed a discontented sigh before slitting an eye open to glare at her company. What greeted her gaze was a young colt whose face she did not know, but who seemed to be roughly the same age as her beloved Fuego. The look he wore was almost plaintive and she felt some of her indignant fire sizzling back into begrudging embers.

Switch's expression remains sour, but she does not lash out with teeth as she has toward the other Lagoonies that foolishly travel too close to her. There is something about this colt that seems far too good and pure to fit in this place and she is loath to prompt anything darker from him. Flicking her tail irritably, she levels a hard look at him before responding in a hard and uncompromising tone. "Just what do you think you can do for me, niño?"

She lifted her head to gesture brusquely at the land around them, with it's boggy land underfoot and rank stallion scent and then more succinctly to the gravid swell of her own stomach. "I cannot leave." As if admitting the very thing that made the future stretch out endless and bleak in her mind's eye had removed the dam in her heart, the words tumbled out in rapid, heavily accented english. "And if I stay, then I am only putting my bebe through the same misery, no? They will be trapped here, just like su madre."

An irritated tch whistles through her teeth and her tail flicks again. "It does no matter. What is done is done," her voice turns bitter as she levels her gaze on the young stallion again. "You cannot change it anymore than I can.."

mare // paso fino // black // 14.3hh // lagoon // loveinspired