My dear we're slow dancing in a burning room Posted on July 13, 2023 at 03:54:42 AM by Acapella
As Acapella grazed peacefully in the pasture, she sensed a presence approaching. Her ears perked up, and she turned her head to see a palomino stallion, exuding confidence and determination. Dreadstag, he called himself. Well, she couldn't deny that he possessed a certain charm, but she wasn't going to let herself be easily won over.
Hearing his thick and harsh northern accent, Acapella couldn't help but hide a mischievous smile. She knew just how to play this game. Lifting her head high, she fixed her honey-brown eyes on Dreadstag and flicked her elegant tail.
"Halló yourself, handsome stranger," she replied, her voice carrying a touch of sass. "As for lacking a protector, I assure you, I am quite capable of taking care of myself." Acapella took a step closer, her elegant bay splash appy markings standing out against her predominantly white coat. "But since you seem so concerned, perhaps you'd like to offer your services as my protector?"
She tilted her head, a playful glimmer in her eyes. Acapella knew she had caught his attention and wanted to see how he would respond. After all, a witty mare like herself enjoyed toying with those who thought they had all the answers. Replies: There have been no replies.