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Mercy is for the weak Posted on November 13, 2025 at 05:23:53 AM by Mercy
She didn’t know what to make of the stallion in front of her, cautiously she took her eyes off him to scan the area around her, however when he spoke her eyes snapped back to him. So she may have over reacted slightly but waking to find some stranger close by watching you when you were already uneasy was very much a shock to her system.
That said, his reaction to her outburst was comical and she had to work to keep the humour off her face, it told her he wasn’t use to mares that spoke their mind. Poor thing didn’t know what he was trying to get himself into.
She listened as he peppered her with questions, a lot of questions. A sigh left her, the tension in her body dissipating somewhat as she took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. In hindsight that last part wasn’t her best plan as it dragged more of his scent to her. She cursed in her head, god damn hormones and time of year sending her heart racing for a completely different reason.
She nodded before adding yes, I sort of washed up here, wherever here is she said, uncertainty lacing her voice. She ignored the beautiful comment in favour of concentrating on the one about it not being safe what do you mean its not safe, what makes it unsafe exactly? She ask, a hint of suspicion starting to form in her mind.
When he took a step forward she wanted to take a step back from him but pride and stubbornness kept her hooves firmly in place. Abraxas. That’s what he’d just told her his name was, she guessed there was no harm in telling him hers.
My name’s Mercy she said quietly as she once more tried to internally tell her hormones to fuck off . Ah, if only they ever listened.