Snapdragon
Mare | 15.2hhs | Dunskin Pintaloosa | Ridge
Staring at Carthage with the storm raging up above, Snapdragon feels her blood turn to ice. His words fill her mind, making her still for a moment before rage bursts through the damn of ice cold blood filling her body. Her skin tingles, her blue eyes flare, and her lips twist into a snarl like look. Tucking her ears tight to her head, the pale woman holds in the snort she so badly wants to blast out. She wishes to turn and leave, but staring at this stallion now, the mare knew she was stuck here for a while.
“Do tell me Carthage…. What would you want from me?” She finally hisses, her voice punching itself through her teeth as she glares razor sharp daggers at the male. She would most likely have to now send her child away, but that would be a price she paid to make sure that the young one was safe. It was with suddenly clarity as well now, that she knew deep down this had been a mistake.
Hiding her internal feelings though, she just watched Carthage to see what he would say in response this time around. Depending on what he asked though, she would not be giving it. She might need a place to stay right now, but she would not go belly up for him. She was no yellow belly and he should know that plain as day with how she stood before him.
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