brightsky | mare | yearling | mountain herd
brightsky gritted her teeth as she snapped and increased her speed, leaping through the cliffs and kicking aside the snow which laid on patches. she began to veer towards the higher part, diving under the pines, which successfully would cover her, even if the colt tried to trot. "anxious to be annoying aren't you?", she snarled before continuing to race uphill. the breeze shook her feathers and pulled back her mane as she ran, but the filly dared not to slow down. if she were to successfully drive away the colt, she would have to take desperate matters into her own hooves. immediately, a second idea began to take part in her brain as she wondered if it would possibly work. it was dangerous and could get both of them killed, but she was up for the chance. and it would be very, very easy to fall into..