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.

Her attention shifts as she finds the stallion directing the word, you, in her direction. The nares of her nostrils flare, as he speaks of her in a vain manner. Her lobes pin immediately, when he begins to charge, surging forwards foolishly. She had beat the shit out of men before and, she was going to enjoy this.

"Bring it on fucker." She spins her hind around in his direction (At this point he's probably two feet from her, going full speed.) Her ears pin, swiveling as the thundering of his hooves grow louder, and louder. Until, she swings her hind legs out. The impact is heard with a large smack, hooves against flesh as she hurled her hind into his chest. Adrenaline rushed through her body, it was exhilarating, it was empowering.

She turned her head, spinning her hind end around once more to face the bastard."It was nice knowing you." She growls her words before storming off. A blur of golden mane is all that remains of her, as she gallops off his territory. In means to find a kingdom that was subjected in the empowerment of women.

becca

image © nathan walker

@[Chemdog] So she's probably going to join the Jungle.