Becca smiled watching the stallion allow a laugh to escape from his muzzle, " Am I mistakened?" she teased, " Or is there a quite dashing stallion in my presence?" she chuckled. Striding forwards the young mare began prancing around as if challenging Magnus into a game of chase like a foolish filly would. Tossing her head playfully as she lashed her golden fleeced tail, Becca wasn't one to fool yet she felt strangely overly comfortable around Magnus.
Slowing to a halt she strode back to him tossing her head, " No, herd?" she spoke gingerly the words poured out of her lips like whisky. " I don't mind, a kingdom would be more inviting. " she smiled, " Plus there is less competition for stallions." she added with tease like tone. Briskly nipping at multiple vines she smiled briefly, " Sounds beautiful."
Becca knew too well the life of a kingdom for she had once joined one, a home to call her own. Yet, it seemed their loyalty to mares was not rested she simply fled at the sign of aggression along with multiple mares. It seemed as though the kingdom was creating a hierarchy based upon the male gender, where there was no Queen, no feminine build up in culture. Causing most mares to flee at any given point, and one of these mares was her.
" is that an invitation?' she grinned lashing her golden encrusted tail.
(Sorry for the late post, I had an extreme amount of homework!
)
Slowing to a halt she strode back to him tossing her head, " No, herd?" she spoke gingerly the words poured out of her lips like whisky. " I don't mind, a kingdom would be more inviting. " she smiled, " Plus there is less competition for stallions." she added with tease like tone. Briskly nipping at multiple vines she smiled briefly, " Sounds beautiful."
Becca knew too well the life of a kingdom for she had once joined one, a home to call her own. Yet, it seemed their loyalty to mares was not rested she simply fled at the sign of aggression along with multiple mares. It seemed as though the kingdom was creating a hierarchy based upon the male gender, where there was no Queen, no feminine build up in culture. Causing most mares to flee at any given point, and one of these mares was her.
" is that an invitation?' she grinned lashing her golden encrusted tail.
(Sorry for the late post, I had an extreme amount of homework!
)
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