M a y b e l i n e
I jerk my head up, arousing myself from my well-deserved nap. I let out a soft nicker before heaving myself to my hooves, staggering to the side before regaining my balance, and look around. I can't help but notice how many mares Hidalgo has managed to grab... 1...2... I whisper to myself, although I give up on the count as I realize that there's too many for me to pick out at the moment. I let out a sigh before cantering over to a patch of grass and leaning down, nipping gently before I finally find a sweet-tasting bunch of blades. I close my jaws around it and pull, munching until the scraps are too small to continue with. I swallow, and lean down for another mouthful.
S e p t e m b e r
I won't hurt you, it's alright. I spoke calmly, thrusting my mane to the side. I knew that if I spoke gently to this young mare, it might spook her to death. I don't want to seem like I take young horses like her very often, or if even at all. I know this is sudden, but I'm September. It's almost summer, and I know that any older stallion would sure take a younger mare like you if they had the chance. I shut my eyes tightly for a moment, and an image of Hidalgo popped into my head. Of course he would... I thought for a brief second before flipping my eyes open again, focusing on the clouds above. Would you like to join my herd? You do not have to accept, but trust me, you'll be left alone until you're fairly old enough to do anything. We'll treat you with respect, all the same. I reassure her with a simple smile to signify that I mean no harm, not right now and not ever, if she decides to join me and Aztec.
S u m m e r t i m e S a d n e s s
I look up, forcing my eyes to look glazed and misty. No, it's not your fault. It's mine for being such... Such a crybaby. I egg the stallion on, biting my lower lip in a flirty way as I stuff my head back into my legs. This, for sure, will make him feel guilty.
A n c i e n t W h i s p e r s
I don't let my sad emotions show as Jack stops racing around. I was hated, disliked, and not understood... Of course he'd go for another mare. I back away from Jack, my eyes dull, but my face stays blank. And unharmed.