LET THEM HATE AS LONG AS THEY FEAR.

Standing there with her ears perked forward, the grey mare let her body shift faintly to even out her stance. She looked like a queen in that moment, but she had no crown upon her head and instead of regal Lise, it was the stance of someone ready to kill. Siren could be a killer given the chance but for now she kept herself in check. She could not own a territory if she lost all of her sanity. If she ended up killing, the whole of the islands would be after her hide.


Blinking her fire bright eyes, the mare waited before the sound of hooves down the path had her attention zeroing in upon a dark clad stallion. He was smaller than her, that much was obvious right off the bat. He did not speak either, which she was thankful for. She took him in, but she was not coming up with many good check marks for him. He had been moving through her territory like he owned it, exploring everything he came across down the trail. She had smelt that, with how slow he had come to her once she found the check point of a few trails. She was far from impressed and that emotion shown through steadily when her ears tucked against her head and her teeth faintly became bared.


Lifting a large hoof, Siren did not wait a moment longer. She had a foal in her womb and a herd that she had to protect. He was an outsider, one that had not even called to speak to her. One way or another, others would learn to call out when they entered Paradise. This lovely sanctuary of a territory would end up with blood running down its rivers if these stallions kept coming onto her territory. With the wind pulled at her mane though, the mare pushed against the soil and soon enough her head snaked down with a squeal of anger.


Churning up soil with her muscles flexing, Siren went to strike, or so it looked. Her eyes were locked on him, but there was something in her head that had her stopping before her teeth connected to him. Her hooves slid against the ground before finally she stopped. Her head was still in the snake pose, but there the sound of clicking teeth as she bit the air before him. If he did not leave, she would end up turning him into a pancake that she would feed to the large lizards.

SIREN’S SYMPHONY

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Mare | 18hhs | Gray | The Crown of Paradise.

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