01-26-2016, 02:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-26-2016, 02:47 PM by Raxa.
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Rana did not fail to notice the small change in behavior that Djinni was now exhibiting. The brindle mare had been surprised by the friendly approach of the chestnut; did she not think that Raxa could have been dangerous? Could she not have decided to lash out with teeth and hoof, landing blow after blow against the Djinni's bright chestnut coat?
Not to say that Raxa would do that right away; she knew better than to offset many horses when she first met them. She'd learned that, at the very least, to show civil behavior, and to not be aggressive unless given a good reason to. There had been many situations where Raxa had come across a lone mare or stallion, and whether said mare or stallion had acted friendly or not, the brindle mare had met such a display with her hooves, showing that she was not one to be trifled with.
Many of the mares she'd encountered in this fashion had simply left, unless it was a boss mare. The two would then come to blows, ending only when one backed down. Rana only ever did back down when she knew she couldn't beat the mare, and out of the several dozen horses she'd met, she'd only backed down from the challenge a few times, and it was simply because she'd shown her strength.
Of course, all this had happened after she'd passed the age of two. As a yearling, she'd had almost no chance at defeating a boss mare, let alone a stallion. But when she'd reached an age where she was getting full grown, she'd shown she was more than just, how some stallions referred to her in the past, 'a pretty freak'. She'd shown them she was a fierce mare all in her own right, and had even given one stallion a run for his money.
To this day, she wondered if that bite mark had healed.
Stomping one of her front hooves, a display that showed her acknowledgement of Djinni's space from her, but also as a sign of warning, Raxa stood tall, swishing her tail a few more times, her ears turning back and forth but always returning to rest on the chestnut Arabian in front of her.
"Fairly," Raxa stated. "I've wandered through this area for the past couple of days now, and I haven't seen much of anything thanks to all this snow," she quipped, eyeing the white powder for a brief moment before focusing her attention back on Djinni.
"What about you? Is this where you live, or do you hail from another nearby domain?"
Not to say that Raxa would do that right away; she knew better than to offset many horses when she first met them. She'd learned that, at the very least, to show civil behavior, and to not be aggressive unless given a good reason to. There had been many situations where Raxa had come across a lone mare or stallion, and whether said mare or stallion had acted friendly or not, the brindle mare had met such a display with her hooves, showing that she was not one to be trifled with.
Many of the mares she'd encountered in this fashion had simply left, unless it was a boss mare. The two would then come to blows, ending only when one backed down. Rana only ever did back down when she knew she couldn't beat the mare, and out of the several dozen horses she'd met, she'd only backed down from the challenge a few times, and it was simply because she'd shown her strength.
Of course, all this had happened after she'd passed the age of two. As a yearling, she'd had almost no chance at defeating a boss mare, let alone a stallion. But when she'd reached an age where she was getting full grown, she'd shown she was more than just, how some stallions referred to her in the past, 'a pretty freak'. She'd shown them she was a fierce mare all in her own right, and had even given one stallion a run for his money.
To this day, she wondered if that bite mark had healed.
Stomping one of her front hooves, a display that showed her acknowledgement of Djinni's space from her, but also as a sign of warning, Raxa stood tall, swishing her tail a few more times, her ears turning back and forth but always returning to rest on the chestnut Arabian in front of her.
"Fairly," Raxa stated. "I've wandered through this area for the past couple of days now, and I haven't seen much of anything thanks to all this snow," she quipped, eyeing the white powder for a brief moment before focusing her attention back on Djinni.
"What about you? Is this where you live, or do you hail from another nearby domain?"