Damnit, Chemdog had a point. What reasons could he give her other than ones he'd already listed off? They were pretty good reasons to begin with, but they were reasons by which Sreva had been tricked before, and she was not going down that road again.
She quietly listened as Chemdog talked. The prospect of children didn't make Sreva quite that excited, since she had been on her own for a while. Her mother had cared for her while she still needed milk, but following an incident that involved the herd stallion, and a stupid decision on his part, Sreva had lost her dam. She'd been on her own as a weanling, and had no inclination as to how to care for a foal of her own.
The thought made her slightly angry, and worried, and though Chemdog said he wouldn't force her to breed with him, she believed that, one day, he might succumb and go back on that promise. Not without a fight from the mare though, that fact was certain.
All he wanted was her loyalty, something she'd never before been asked to give. Every stallion before had asked for her to join their harem, promising plenty of grazing land in exchange for being nothing but a 'breeding factory' as one of them had so eloquently put it.
He didn't even require her heart. Well, than again, most stallions didn't. It didn't really surprise her; herd stallions didn't tend to get attached to one specific mare in their herd, even the alphas. Those ones were chosen only to watch the herd when the stallion was away.
The thought of wolves bothered her, but as long as there was an understanding. As long as they didn't bother her too much, maybe the nightmares would stay away. At least, she hoped they would...
The mare sighed, lowering her head to ponder this for a moment. In reality, she was tired of having to run away from the stallions in this Field. She'd only outrun a couple earlier that day, and was still quite exhausted. It explained the majority of the sweat on her muscular body; she'd had to run for a while to get them off her tri-colored tail.
After a few minutes, going over her thoughts, and pacing in a circle, the mare lifted her head, eyes darkening again, "I am not a trusting mare, and most do not put their loyalty in me. If that is all you require though... I do not know if I will ever trust you, but, perhaps...
"Perhaps if I were to see your home, see that you are telling the truth for absolute certain... it might even change my attitude towards you," she finished with a snort, flicking her tail to rid her skin of some bugs that were crawling along her croup.
@[Chemdog]
She quietly listened as Chemdog talked. The prospect of children didn't make Sreva quite that excited, since she had been on her own for a while. Her mother had cared for her while she still needed milk, but following an incident that involved the herd stallion, and a stupid decision on his part, Sreva had lost her dam. She'd been on her own as a weanling, and had no inclination as to how to care for a foal of her own.
The thought made her slightly angry, and worried, and though Chemdog said he wouldn't force her to breed with him, she believed that, one day, he might succumb and go back on that promise. Not without a fight from the mare though, that fact was certain.
All he wanted was her loyalty, something she'd never before been asked to give. Every stallion before had asked for her to join their harem, promising plenty of grazing land in exchange for being nothing but a 'breeding factory' as one of them had so eloquently put it.
He didn't even require her heart. Well, than again, most stallions didn't. It didn't really surprise her; herd stallions didn't tend to get attached to one specific mare in their herd, even the alphas. Those ones were chosen only to watch the herd when the stallion was away.
The thought of wolves bothered her, but as long as there was an understanding. As long as they didn't bother her too much, maybe the nightmares would stay away. At least, she hoped they would...
The mare sighed, lowering her head to ponder this for a moment. In reality, she was tired of having to run away from the stallions in this Field. She'd only outrun a couple earlier that day, and was still quite exhausted. It explained the majority of the sweat on her muscular body; she'd had to run for a while to get them off her tri-colored tail.
After a few minutes, going over her thoughts, and pacing in a circle, the mare lifted her head, eyes darkening again, "I am not a trusting mare, and most do not put their loyalty in me. If that is all you require though... I do not know if I will ever trust you, but, perhaps...
"Perhaps if I were to see your home, see that you are telling the truth for absolute certain... it might even change my attitude towards you," she finished with a snort, flicking her tail to rid her skin of some bugs that were crawling along her croup.
@[Chemdog]
