Sweet, Sweet Freedom
Friendlies, please.
06-18-2020, 12:27 AM
Having looked out over the distance, Acacia turned and her big, blue eyes locked upon the equally blue eyes of a rather large wolf staring at her. The mare started, flinching and springing back in surprise. Her heart thudded hard in her chest and tiny spots began to swim before her eyes. Oh no... A moment later, the small, slender mare was on the ground, unconscious. Her body thudded onto the grassy ground. Now, Acacia was used to this sort of thing. It had been happening for as far back as she could remember. Any time that she became overly stressed or was startled, her body pulled the plug. Game over. When she woke, she was always a bit sluggish at first. Honestly, the charcoal and white horse was the easiest prey that existed. Give her a fright. She falls down. A little bite to the neck. Goodbye Acacia. Dark lashes fluttered over slightly glassy eyes and the little mare raised her head from the earth. She couldn't really remember what happened with any sort of clarity, but she did remember a predator. If she was still alive... perhaps it wasn't planning to eat her after all? Not ready to find her feet yet, Acacia stayed on the ground, though she rolled upwards to lay on her side rather than prone on the ground. Nostrils flared softly and she caught the scent of wolf. She stilled, mismatched ears flicking forward as she turned her head slowly to look at the man still standing there. The whole ordeal had only taken a matter of minutes. "Speech" |
-*As her protector, Canyon may infiltrate any of Acacia's threads.*-