[open] get down with the sickness; any

[Maiko]

Maiko

Biting’s excellent. It’s like kissing, only there’s a winner.

She is not every other mare.

She’d been broken at a young age - even this filly just assumed that she would be adored if she pouted long enough and oh, hadn’t she tried waving her bright blue eyes at bystanders who might take her in. But nobody ever did. Mares would have their own to care about, or would think she stood out too much. Maybe she was indeed, ugly like the sick girl said.

But after over a decade of this stupid life she had reached her point of no return. The girl can have her little win. Not like Maiko would care. She just backs up slowly, inch by inch, trying not to get noticed she’s shuffling away. The girl sneezes blood, oh she has it bad, brr.

And then she changes and puts up her puppy eye face.

”Think that’s gun’ work on me?” snorting, she stomps her hoof on the grass. ”I don’t think ye’re ugly, I know. You’re rottin’ darlin’. Falling apart. So - leave me alone, bloody hairless zombie.” She shakes herself for good measure, hairs remaining rather upright, and takes another step back.

@[Leokadia]