Standing there, stock still and almost seething, Yaga eyes this mare for most likely the hundredth time. Her ears tuck tight to her head before she turned her head and nods towards the tree line. “Well, you are in my territory. I could claim you right now and make you stuck in this place for the next full turn of season.” With Spring half over, this mare would be trapped here until summer was at its hottest before she could leave again. It would be a pain in her back side, but for the moment Yaga was far too tempted to make that happen instead of letting her just roam as if she were free.


Lashing her tail, Yaga spun on her hind legs and began to walk. “Come along if you wish to stay here. If not, go back to the sea and hope you don’t drown.” Out of patience and in need of a break, Yaga heads back up the bank and into the dense line of forest. Her long and thick legs push against brush and foliage, making rustling noises that have small forest critters scrambling to get out of her path. She was still new so she did not know all of the flora and fauna, but in time she would. Looking over her shoulder once, Yaga waited to see if that pain in her ass was coming or not.

BABA YAGA

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mare | 17.1hhs | grey | Lead of the Forest

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