The black filly looks amused, but then displeased by the wing almost hitting her in the face. Oh yeah, she's that size again. Snapping at it with her teeth for good measure, followed up by a swallowed curse. But the man curses instead, and she tilts her head at him, amused once more. "Aren't you a cute one." she smiles, then shrugs it off.
After a while of him staring at her (god knows why), his scowl turns into a sigh. Go home, little girl. The meadow isn't a place for damned infants. Oh how glorious, just another horse that doesn't look past her small stature; doesn't seem to register she doesn't exactly behave like a baby.
She scowls at him, and shrugs. "What'cha gonna do about it, mudpie?" she inquires, as if he isn't about 1,5 or 2 times her size. Staring him down with amber-coloured eyes and a face twisted in determination, she seems to challenge him. Wings half-unfolded as if perhaps it'll make herself look more threatening, she stares at him a while - but then she sighs, not unlike he did a moment ago. "Fucking child body." she murmurs, and shakes head and wings as she rearranges the feathers.
has always been within
@[Ashhal] lol