livin' in a powder keg givin' off sparks - [herd meeting/welcoming angelle]

[Becca]

I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet, Lead her up the stairwell. This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.

She isn't social, nor is she elegant. She's just a broken toy in his box of shinnies. She was the means of an alliance, a token. She never enjoyed when new equine paraded around a place she had gotten used to ever so quickly. It just never made sense.

Her lobes flick as her silver dappled body came into view. She had never been apart of a herd this large and now it was just becoming too crowded. Extensive scarred legs led her through the group lobes perked when she found a child and a mother entering the herd. Becca doesn't allow herself to speak, words are unneeded for the welcoming of another to the herd that she had decided she would soon be leaving.

There was no place for her. Her true home was Heavens Gates and, that was final. She was done being a slave to all the fuckers in this world. Zayn had raped and abused her, her son had abused her far worse than his father had. But her son had given her away. And she was done with the countless amount of bastards that ruled over her. She wanted to return back to her Kingdom where she had lived in the first place. She wanted to go back but, all was too late.

A smile forms upon her lips, it was malliced with a sort of annoyance and aggression yet, it remained welcoming. She dips her head briefly before introducing herself, "I'm Becca." She stares quietly pinning her ears towards the stallion in a manner of aggression. She hated him and her herd.

becca

image © nathan walker I don't know what this is but I decided to respond XD