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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2014 20:11:45 GMT -6
The dunskin fae watched as the brain washed mare spoke to her but she didn't pay the mare any attention. She made it look like she was listening but she wasn't.
The other mare groomed the...colt. Sadly she didn't finish grooming him which meant that she would probably be expected to finish grooming him. How funny. She certainly wasn't going to groom that...thing! They couldn't make her! The other mare spoke giving her a warning to not say no because the...thing's father would be called in. The other mare said that he broke bones for fun. Bonita had no wish to have any of her bones broken. She stood there for a few minutes refusing to do anything before taking a few steps forward...slowly she walked to the colt and groomed him. Just for a few seconds before she spun around and trotted away from him as fast as she could back to where she had been standing before she had been forced to groom the colt.
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Post by aquilon on Sept 6, 2014 21:43:42 GMT -6
Viggen would not let this new mare out of his sight for any length of time, not until he was dead sure she would not try to escape. And so far there was no indication that she would stop any time soon. How Bonita sort of scoffed at Viggen just made him laugh but also made him even more determined to get this mare to finally cave in and submit to him. She might of thought she was being cute here, but Viggen knew she was so deep in the south that she would run into some other stallion and his land if she tried to leave. So he just stood and allow the mare to groom him and allow her to go back where she was before. Viggen then said to Bonita
You will soon start to learn how to be a good mare and then earn some freedoms. But for now you are to be by my side at all times. So get over here now you stupid cow."
And with that Viggen stood where he was waiting for Bonita to get by his side like he told her to do.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2014 9:29:41 GMT -6
She scoffed at the colt's words. "That's flipping likely." She snarled at the colt. Never would she submit to him. Not even if he killed her. If she could run she could get away from him. Anyone else had to be better then this colt-with his ruthless father from what she had gathered from hearing the slave mare talk. Someone had to be better then him...someone without his sire around to keep the mare's in check. Maybe....if she was really lucky...she'd get away from wherever she was entirely. Away from the stupid stallions who thought they were better then mare's.
She mentally scoffed at that. Mares were what keep a herd running. Without mares the herd would die without foals. Without a lead mare the herd would die. The stallions did nothing. Mare's were what kept a herd together.
The dunskin fae just stood there defiantly. Her head was raised up high and her aids were laid back. A warning to not get close to her. If someone did it wouldn't be pretty. Though she had no scars on her pelt she was a fighter. She knew how to fight and she fought well. She didn't have any scars on her pelt because she didn't let anyone get close enough to mar her pelt.
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Post by aquilon on Sept 11, 2014 18:02:29 GMT -6
Viggen was starting to be less than pleased with how Bonita was defying him at every turn. This mare needed to be taught a very valuable lesson on how things was around the south. That being that stallions ruled and mares was to be owned and obey them. Viggen continued to think just how to teach this mare and get his point across to Bonita. If he went and tried to hurt her it would only slow her down temporary and make her never want to behave or listen to the large dapple grey stallion. No it would have to be something that would slow her down for at least over a year. The only thing that fit was breeding her and making her carry then taking care of Viggens foal. Yes that was the answer and he so now wanted to drag this disrespectful little wench to the breeding grounds. The sooner this happen the sooner Viggen could rest and not be on such high alert for Bonita trying to flee from here. He then told Bonita point blank.
" You got a choice mare, you can come with me under your own power to the breeding grounds. Or you can go and have fun with my father for the day and just hope you do not get hurt too bad, or if you try to escape then all the other mares here will be killed. So you better pick and hope you pick right."
Viggen was not just standing there waiting for an answer from Bonita. He really was hoping she would be stupid enough to want to try her luck with Niacin. He was sure his father would have no problems beating on this mare and taking her for himself.
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