...Beautiful brown mare. Her mane looked soft like moss and her eyes were like gateways into the deepest forest. Big Macintosh's eyes widened and he took a step back.
The mare stepped closer to him and glared. Big Mac gulped and said "h-howdy?"
Her only response was silence and the continuation of her glare. The stallion's ears drooped a little and she clenched her teeth. "You stupid idiot!" she cried. "You think you can come in here and hurt my friends, do you?"
"Uhhhh-"
"Silence!" she yelled, making Mac shrink back. She smirked a bit and stomped her hoof. "This will not be going unpunished my friend."
Big Mac's pupils shrunk and he backed up more. Even if the mare was smaller than him, he still felt oddly intimidated by her. Like her entire being radiated with power. He swallowed and said quietly "ah'm sorry."
"Well sorry doesn't do anything, does it?!?"
The stallion reminded quiet.
The mare then went back to thinking....."ohhhhh," a grin twisted onto her face and she laughed. "I know just what to do with you!"
Her hoof stomped the ground and suddenly Big Mac was yanked onto his back by vines. They shot up from the ground holding his neck and all four legs down. He panicked and struggled against them, but stopped when the mare stood above him. She smirked and put her hoof on his abdomen, rubbing it gently.
Big Mac shivered at her touch, and she laughed. "You work out, huh?" Big Mac didn't response. He could only remain quiet and listen to his heart pounding in his chest.
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