my prince charming <3

[`anntho]

Bruna;;

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The mud still stuck to my lower legs as me and Haunte barreled from Black Lake and back into Lilac Woods. I was just out exploring when all of a sudden he showed up and bit my in the tush, and honestly, it hurt, he wasn't gentle at all. Stopping when I was well into the lands I tossed my muzzle away from him and picked it up, arching my arabian neck gracefully, striding away from him, obviously I was upset with his harsh gestures, I was still a young mare, just turned two, unlike him and his already hulking masculine frame.

With another snort I stopped, my back still to him and then, only did I steal a glance backwards, swatting my kinked tail back and forth, hoping to slap him across the muzzle if he got to close.

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[rayvencullen.]

HAUNTE
WANT SOME CHEESE TO GO WITH THAT WHINE?

; ; Their trek back was a quick one, no stopping, just going. He wouldn't allow her to lag back, but that was only for protection purposes, and when she began to slow from tiredness, he'd nip her again but slow along with her. Every once in a while his long extended trot would force him to bump shoulder to rump and he'd mutter under his breath, Move, sloth! Some pushy stallion he was, but he loved her all the same and nothing anyone could do would change it.

; ; And when they arrived she seemed a little challenging towards him. As her head tossed, he snapped his around quickly to grab at her tressels, giving a soft yank on them. Where do you think you're going, missy? he slithered coyly, tossing his frame backwards as he scuttled on his hind legs away from her. A wicked smile pulled at his lips as he danced up to her again, nipping her elbow and shimmying away once more.

; ; And when she turned her back on him, he couldn't help but bellow a little war play. He moved forward, dome slashing from side to side as his hips swayed with his movements before his black carcass was before her, his forelegs thrown over her back as he just kinda hung there for the moment, like a foal playing with it's mother. He took hold of the little hairs that danced around her poll and gave them a soft tug also.

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[`anntho]

Bruna;;

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As he continued to tug at me and dance around I only snarled and scowled, still swatting my tail at him the whole time, one ear up and the other twisted back firmly, deep into my mane, that he kept pulling at, so annoying. Leave me alone Haunte! I spat at him, continuing to pace away from him everytime he got to close.

The last time he danced towards me, tugging at my forelock and bumping against me, I had it, I was ready to round on him, but then he did something to my advantage. As soon as he hung himself across my back, I gave a cry of pain and collapsed under his hulking frame, twitching once and then laying still, all four legs splayed out in different direction beneath me.

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[`anntho]

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