She's an actress; (Herds & Amazons)

[Phaedrus]

His quirks a bit confused as to what it is she is trying to do. It muddles his poor head, and in response he shakes the cobalt mane from his eyes. His wings unfurl and he nods with little to no enthusiasm. Nice to meet you. He ignores the rambling, and chooses instead to stand still, Well that you can help me choose. Maybe she didn't understand the first time?

Even as patient as he is, he still has no time for games. So he begins to walk once more, this time his teeth reaching gently for her whithers. He pushes his weight into her smaller frame sheilding her body with his wing. None of this anyone could say was rough. If anything it was gentle, and almost you could say suductive? well as suductive as a soldier can be. he carresses her body with his heated breath. his barrel pressed against her hip. He begins to lead her out of the feild, that is, of course, if she did not fight him. If she did try to fight him, then it would be simple enough to just leave and find another more willing creature to lead away.

It is never the particular horses that hold his interest. its more of what they can offer. this one had potential but if she was going to fight, well then the potential was lacking a great deal. Releasing his carress he begins to walk away, out of the feild into the shadows of the forest paths that would lead him back to where he belonged.

Phaedrus

DEATH GIVES US SLEEP, ETERNAL YOUTH, AND IMMORTALITY