He was visibly dismayed at her admission, and grimaced. She had no home? Perfect. How the hell would he get rid of her then? Somehow he didn't think acting on primal lust would frighten this one away. If anything, she'd probably welcome it, if that flare of interest in her eyes was anything to go by. Best he ignore the light flush of pleasure it gave him as well.
And yet he couldn't see this little spitfire balking from his more aggressive side either.
This would take some creativity.
Dark golden gaze watched her passively as she lifted a hoof and examined it, his ear flicking back in uncertainty at a fleeting glance of those mesmerizing blue eyes. She chattered easily, as if running across strange and dangerous stallions were an everyday occurrence. Hell, with her boldness, it very well could be.
He smirked at the thought. Foolish girl. So forward.
"What about you, where do you live, honey? Do you have a home, or are you a bit of a nomad too?" she asked. Ignoring the endearment, and the effect her seductive voice was having on his thundering heart, he turned away and stalked off.
"I don't live," he tossed coldly over his shoulder, amber eyes flashing briefly before dying out.