"Stop!"
"Please Stop," she yelled at the dim witted filly again.
The horse is as stupid as its master, she thought unabashedly.
"Just do as I say you stupid horse," Fiona shouted.
The horse just whinied as it turned its neck to her, and nipped at her.
Its nostrils flared as if to say you're still here.
Before it bucked again wildly, trying to unseat her but she held on tight.
The mare was too obsessed with seeing who the loud neigh coming from the clearing belonged to as it was in heat and looking for a mate.
Not just any mate would do, the horse wanted only the best for herself.
This human wouldn't shut up and was just getting in her way.
To the mare the human's voice sounded unnatural.
Fiona spoke with a strange accent nothing like the villagers.
To the mare's perky ears Fiona's voice was screechy, high pitched and discordant something the mare personally hated.
