At her words she thought she felt a slight change from the stud in front of her, she assumed he was shutting down from her forwardness, but instead she was rather surprised to watch the seemingly shy guy shift gears and smile back at her instead. Her confidence faltered, only for a second, before she nimbly adapted to keep up with him. Was he playing games too? Her eyes sparked, stimulated by the next level in their interaction. ‘Oh, okay you cutie pie. I'm down.’ Her smile went from coquettish to downright wicked with glee as she retorted to his answer, “Oh?” with the closest thing to eyebrows raised a horse could muster, “And what would you say that you're doing now, Taurus?” Any master manipulator knows the more you say a name, the more power you build upon the one to which it belongs, and she had been at this for most of her life at this point. Since she wasn't the beautiful swan like the women with their slender, feminine lines but rather the ugly duckling- a rather loudly colored ugly duckling- with her sparse mane and tail, and stout, muscley build, she had to learn quickly that personality rather made up for her lack of looks. Her spots could at least grab attention, her wits could hold it. So far she felt she had been doing an okay job with this one whereas she had failed with her last.
Rather than giggling at his dry 'I suppose you do,' a more throaty, sultry chuckle came from her instead. To his own questions to her, she took pause, looking him up and down, a bit of a scoff in her voice, “No, you are not the first I have spoken to, thank you.” She be damned to tell him he was only the second though. Let him think it had been a hundred, let him work for this. She always loved cat-and-mouse. As for his second question, she didn't have as easy of an out on that one. She pursed her mottled lips in quick thought, “I know I'm on an island where everyone seems to socialize, it doesn't seem as if any territory is necessarily claimed here.” Her gaze went past him at this, “And I've seen other islands off the coast; I'm assuming that's where the herds are.” At this she stopped speaking, hoping he wouldn't ask why she hadn't found a home yet. Her ego couldn't stand admitting to this stranger that nobody wanted her, she couldn't lose power in their dynamic, although now she was feeling that she may have underestimated him slightly right off the bat. ‘It's okay Mathilde,’ she told herself, ‘He was giving off very beta vibes at first, and... And you're just thrown off 'cause you're in a new land. Yeah. You got this bitch!’ Hyping herself back up, she was ready to get back out of the corner and step into round two with her new opponent... good looking as he was.
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