The dark chocolate women, strode into the foliage covered area. She had socialized plenty in Heavens Gates but, this talk of war was beginning to make the girl sick of the horrid topic. Her golden locks, swayed brushing over her eyes as she halted under the coverage of a pine tree. It was quite crowded, for such a quiet looking place and seemed quite peaceful beside the continuous nickers and whinnies from around. Her silver dappled body, shifted into a relaxed state resting her left hind at an angle.

Her burgundy neck bended downwards, as she enjoyed the sweet bliss of being alone. The crisp sweet grass, allowed her spine to lower, as she only concentrated on grazing.

She never knew how wonderful it was to be alone, she had always been either attacked with questions from her young daughter or found arguments in the field that'd caused the well tempered mare to get utterly annoyed. Annoyance came easy to her these days, stallions in the field were so needy of mares and attention it was pathetic, and it began to gloss the sweet little flower of Becca in anger. Her usual mind set, when something or someone angered her was to simply walking away, if they were going to fire tempers it wasn't worth her time. Honestly, she never meant to be in the eyes of any equine, nor stand out she was ordinary, so very ordinary.

Her velvet muzzle continued to graze upon the blades of vegetation below her, the crunch of roots and sweet evergreen strands of grass urged her to continue vegging out. Her periwinkle pools searched of the sight of other equine within the forest, some had left or simply grown bored of conversation and meandered off to graze in the meadow. Few still remained that were visible, bet remained silent or were quietly whispering about.

The slim mare strode forwards, a few steps to graze upon another patch of vegetation. Her golden flecked tail lashed out at flies that dared to land upon her elegant frame. Vocals of songbirds sang about, in soothing tones beckoning to each other like love birds. Her lobes swiveled, to their calls as she batted her burgundy glossed lashes.

The forest seemed perfect. Perhaps too perfect.

becca

Her lobes swivel to the shriveled foul voice of Zayn. He seems upset or wildly pleased to see her but, his expression is extremely unreadable to the girl. Her body becomes tense as he brushes his muzzle against her flank, and the words that follow horrify the dark chocolate women. So much, that she swings out her hind at him scooting away from him, as her fight or flee instincts begin to kick in.

Her burgundy lobes pinned in annoyance, "Back off Asshole." She growled her words. Preparing to use her hind legs once more in her defense, she shifted her body towards him in preparation. "Yours? Oh, you think I'll be yours?" she paused, anger flared in her periwinkle iris's. It was truly pathetic for the palomino brute, to claim her as simply his property. First of all, this act would worsen relations with the chambers and her own homeland. The Gates, was yes weak but slowly building and the bring of war worried most equine within the kingdom.

"Zayn." She spoke the name bitterly, it was like poison upon her lips. "I am not coming with you. I will not sit around and be your herd bitch. No matter how pathetic your little chambers herd is." She snaps out at him, her dark chocolate neck stretched outwards as her ivory teeth grab ahold of palomino flesh. Yanking back violently the mare opened up a wound upon his shoulder,spitting out the almost toxic hairs of palomino pelt that remained in her jaw.

Golden mane flew up as she pivoted away from the male, striding off. Her pace brisk, as she began to trot gently weaving in and out of lines of trees and multiple stumps. Hopefully the pathetic stallion wouldn't follow the girl, as she whispered the tempting welcoming words, "Good Riddens."

Her lobes stayed pinned and alert, as she had a feeling he would follow in a desperate manner, to steal her from her homeland.

becca

Her ears pin to his words, "Don't call me darling." She snorted trying to pivot away from him, but his persistence continued. She shifted her body in annoyance, her shoulder blades rolling as her golden tail lashed.

She had not expected what was coming next. Not nearly as much as she expected his rather welcoming offer. Her body slammed into the broad rugged trunk of a tree, pain shot up her barrel as her legs slammed against each other. She was stunned, and vulnerable, pain surged up and down her body in small tremors causing the girl to tremble. She watched him carefully her vision dimmed and blurry, as the palomino blur slammed his hooves into her ribcage. She heaved a gasp, staggering down onto her knees, her legs were bruised but not too badly battered by his body slam. A sharp pain, emitted from her side as a large jagged bump upon her barrel became visible, just great. One of her ribs was broken, and snuggly pressing against her flesh causing a painful discomfort be be emitted.

Her body ached, as she slowly rose back up onto all hooves, a few scrapes upon her dark chocolate appendages feeded blood down her left front. The small stream was barely visible. Shifting her vision towards her barrel she allowed a curse to be released, "Fuck." She winced striding forwards, it was not like her to give up, to surrender. But fighting Zayn would be impossible, She could hear her thundering heartbeat as her deep breathes followed. Shakily, she spoke, "Fine. Take me home." She strode towards him in a submissive manner. her head lowered as she leaned against him, his toxic scent entering her nostrils.

She was weak after his hit, out of breath and in need of a rescue from someone other than him. Her body trembled as her shaky breathes emitted from her nostrils, she had never felt as much pain as she felt at this very moment. Her periwinkle eyes searched for someone within the forest but, the place was vacant and surprisingly silent.

becca