SHAWNEE !

So what if i'm sarcastic?

Atleast i'm not bright and fantastic

Shawnee watched the mare as she lurked the pad. Her dark eyes watched her every move, her body language, even how she looked at others. She flicked her tail in annoyance. Almost naturally she had something against this mare. Then again, she hated practically everyone she came across. It was how she worked. Annie was the only horse she could fully trust. But then again, no horse could ever fully trust another.

Flicking her tail again, Shawnee moved softly and silently through the grass. She was like a snake slithering through the rocks, silent and sneaky. But she was deceiving as well. There were many secrets that others didn't know, except Annie. Her history was one of them. But that was something she would speak of to others.

"So, enjoying your stroll, bitch?"

Wow, she was in a bad mood today. Her lip curled at the mare as she came up behind her, standing at full height. Her eyes were full of hatred and fire, and her pelt shone brown and white. Shawnee shook her head, and smirked at the mare, expecting surprise and amazement on her face.

((Sorry about the bit of bad language))