11-04-2018, 08:45 PM
“Stop!” The voice echoes around her, causing her to stop immediately. Her ears prick from their tired position and her eyes instantly narrow some as she tries to find the source of the voice. She seems him then, his red and white form barreling for her. She steadies her weight, evening out her body as her both of her father’s voices echo through his mind, battle advice freely given to keep her safe.
Anything to keep them safe.
But then she realizes that his eyes aren’t on her. They are on a rather large cat that she hadn’t noticed. She snorts as he draws it’s attention. She also didn’t mean offense but her heavier draft build was going to be a bit better of a match than his hot blooded form. But she takes advantage, her hooves instantly eating the dirt between them until the cats ears flicker backwards towards the oncoming sound.
By then of course she’s already too close and rears up only to stomp her hooves on the cat’s tail. “Go on, get outta here!” She bares her teeth, flashing them and snapping them shut close to the cat’s body. Her hooves stomp down landing on the flicking tail of the cat, making it yowl. Her ears are buried in her tangled mane, but she doesn’t quit fighting the cat until it runs off.
Which shouldn’t take long. If it was smart, it would realize it wasn’t getting fed tonight. At least not with horse. When it does, she turns her eyes to her savior with a smile. “Thanks friend. I clearly wasn’t paying enough attention.” Her Papa and Daddy would have given her a stern lecture about it. “Name’s Furia.”
Anything to keep them safe.
But then she realizes that his eyes aren’t on her. They are on a rather large cat that she hadn’t noticed. She snorts as he draws it’s attention. She also didn’t mean offense but her heavier draft build was going to be a bit better of a match than his hot blooded form. But she takes advantage, her hooves instantly eating the dirt between them until the cats ears flicker backwards towards the oncoming sound.
By then of course she’s already too close and rears up only to stomp her hooves on the cat’s tail. “Go on, get outta here!” She bares her teeth, flashing them and snapping them shut close to the cat’s body. Her hooves stomp down landing on the flicking tail of the cat, making it yowl. Her ears are buried in her tangled mane, but she doesn’t quit fighting the cat until it runs off.
Which shouldn’t take long. If it was smart, it would realize it wasn’t getting fed tonight. At least not with horse. When it does, she turns her eyes to her savior with a smile. “Thanks friend. I clearly wasn’t paying enough attention.” Her Papa and Daddy would have given her a stern lecture about it. “Name’s Furia.”