TEALi
As she danced around pretending like she was some sort of ballerina my dear maiden felt sharp teeth gently grasp at her crest. She lets a shrill whinny of slight excitement escape. She liked something about a male being well a male and taking charge. He could easily force her into submission with his size but he chooses not too. It is generally true what they say about 'gentle giants.'
She smirks at him all to sarcastically and rolls her eyes at him nonchalantly like a rebellious teenager. Something about him thought did make her heart go pitter patter. He was not going to give up easily. She thought it over for a minute. What did she have to loose by going with him? Then again what would she gain? He was in a hurry to lead her away because it was obvious she could and eventually would attract the attention of other males.
Next time would she be so lucky? He could be rude and demanding instead of polite and intriguing she supposed. Maybe this would be the best opportunity to come along for the wild eyed filly. As he began to walk away she stomped her hoof, snorted, and whinnied at him.
"And if I go with you what exactly would I be agreeing to your majesty?" Sarcasm peppered the end of the question.
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