Post by xx.shuffle on Mar 3, 2015 7:41:17 GMT -5
FOX
She knew it was a horrible idea to be out roaming the main lands around this time. It was breeding season, she knew, and she had heard rumors of a mare that had been taken against her will. She knew she would be no match for a stud that wanted nothing more than to get his rocks off, but at this point, she couldn't bring herself to care much. All she wanted was to take a break from everything. Mardy was driving her insane with his constant demands to spend time with him in his cave. She wasn't a touchy kind of mare, and he constantly wanted her by his side. Maybe it came from Zilla leaving him, but she couldn't bring herself to care. The one time Fox has met her, the large mare had been ready to snap her head off.
So she had taken the road of lesser evil, and decided to take a nice long walk. Maybe getting away from his lands and his smell would clear her head and give her the chance to figure out what she was to do. It was just too much. He had too high expectations from her, and she wasn't sure she wanted to live up to them. He had been nice enough when they had met. Offered her a home and protection right off the bat - two things that she had desperately needed at the time. But thins had changed when Zilla didn't arrive immediately. And when she had, it was to inform the big stud that she was finished with him, and wouldn't be accepting his lead made position, or even a spot in his herd. That was when things had started to go south.
So, after their fight, she had set off for a quieter place that didn't have his influence. She needed a clear head to deal with the brute. He was clingier than she had anticipated, and carried a layer of depression she didn't know how to handle. She hasn't handled her own well, and she definitely didn't know what to do about another feeling similar things. But when he had appeared to grow angry when she revealed her secret, she had known she needed this break. She couldn't believe he had dared get angry with her for choosing not to tell him.
She snorted, and stomped her hoof into the sand. She had come here to not think of the stag, but that was all she had done. Her thoughts radiated around him, and she felt nothing but anger at him for the way he had been treating her. She was a grown made, and she deserved to be treated as such. Not like the foal that he seemed to think she was. She shook her head and gazed over the wide body of water. She didn't want to think about Mardy right now. She wanted to focus on the colors of the sunset as the orb sank behind the water; the waves lapping gently at her sore hooves; the salty breeze the would cling to her pelt for days. She needed a distraction.