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"Curse?"
The mare looked up to see Vision walking up to her with a stallion in tow. Glancing at the new guy, she saw he was a Bloodline too! The only other one she'd seen since joining Vision's herd. "What is it Vision?" she asked flatly, not really in the best of moods.
"Sans here-"
"Sangre to you, ya piece of shit," the Bloodline stallion snarled, lifting his eyes angrily to Vision. Curse bit back a snort of laughter.
Vision looked at Sangre patiently and said, "Forgive me, Sangre." He turned back to Curse and said again, "Sangre is new to the herd, and since you both seem to be of the same breed, would you mind showing him around and making him more at home?"
"I'm fine on my own," Sangre snapped, but Vision ignored him this time.
Curse looked at Sangre again, and the grey stallion let a rumble escape his throat. Glancing down at his body, she saw he had three blood colours and three crosses. That was rare. "Sure," she replied, not looking at Vision. Sangre looked her in the eyes, his own eyes practically glowing with fury.
Vision nodded to her once and said, "Thank you," before turning to head back to the herd. Sangre watched him go and snapped at him angrily, but Vision had not a care in the world.
"Son of a bitch knew I'd be fine on my own, and he sets me up with a mare," Sangre muttered, turning to walk away.
"What's wrong with mares, pretty boy?" Curse said back in just as hard of an attitude. "Afraid I got more balls than you?"
Sangre turned to Curse abruptly and got in her face, snorting. "You've got a lot of nerve to talk to me like that."
But Curse didn't back down, and got right back up in his face so they were practically touching. She was not having a good day. "What makes you so special? Just because you got three crosses and blood colours, doesn't make you any damn different than me."
Sangre snarled, "Don't waste your time. You're just a half-breed anyway. You're just as pathetic as-"
"Listen here, asshole," Curse said in a voice so dark Sangre stopped, "You and I are the only Bloodlines in this herd. Pretty soon you'll figure out that the stallions and mares in this herd will reject you because we're known as demonic creatures. I'm the only one who understands what that's like, and when you start thinking 'oh poor me, poor me, nobody likes me', don't come crawling back to me to look for fucking sympathy. I learned that the hard way."
Sangre raised an eyebrow and Curse finished, "So if you want to try and get along instead of arguing all the time, thinking you're better than anyone else because you're a little different, come find me. Until then, take your triple crosses and blood and shove it up your ass to rot." With that, she snorted in his face and walked off.
Sangre watched her go and felt a smirk come across his face. First time anyone's spoken to him like that, and actually made him laugh. She was quite the creature, and fascinating. He gave a deep sigh and went after her a few minutes later.
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My ship has sailed
The mare looked up to see Vision walking up to her with a stallion in tow. Glancing at the new guy, she saw he was a Bloodline too! The only other one she'd seen since joining Vision's herd. "What is it Vision?" she asked flatly, not really in the best of moods.
"Sans here-"
"Sangre to you, ya piece of shit," the Bloodline stallion snarled, lifting his eyes angrily to Vision. Curse bit back a snort of laughter.
Vision looked at Sangre patiently and said, "Forgive me, Sangre." He turned back to Curse and said again, "Sangre is new to the herd, and since you both seem to be of the same breed, would you mind showing him around and making him more at home?"
"I'm fine on my own," Sangre snapped, but Vision ignored him this time.
Curse looked at Sangre again, and the grey stallion let a rumble escape his throat. Glancing down at his body, she saw he had three blood colours and three crosses. That was rare. "Sure," she replied, not looking at Vision. Sangre looked her in the eyes, his own eyes practically glowing with fury.
Vision nodded to her once and said, "Thank you," before turning to head back to the herd. Sangre watched him go and snapped at him angrily, but Vision had not a care in the world.
"Son of a bitch knew I'd be fine on my own, and he sets me up with a mare," Sangre muttered, turning to walk away.
"What's wrong with mares, pretty boy?" Curse said back in just as hard of an attitude. "Afraid I got more balls than you?"
Sangre turned to Curse abruptly and got in her face, snorting. "You've got a lot of nerve to talk to me like that."
But Curse didn't back down, and got right back up in his face so they were practically touching. She was not having a good day. "What makes you so special? Just because you got three crosses and blood colours, doesn't make you any damn different than me."
Sangre snarled, "Don't waste your time. You're just a half-breed anyway. You're just as pathetic as-"
"Listen here, asshole," Curse said in a voice so dark Sangre stopped, "You and I are the only Bloodlines in this herd. Pretty soon you'll figure out that the stallions and mares in this herd will reject you because we're known as demonic creatures. I'm the only one who understands what that's like, and when you start thinking 'oh poor me, poor me, nobody likes me', don't come crawling back to me to look for fucking sympathy. I learned that the hard way."
Sangre raised an eyebrow and Curse finished, "So if you want to try and get along instead of arguing all the time, thinking you're better than anyone else because you're a little different, come find me. Until then, take your triple crosses and blood and shove it up your ass to rot." With that, she snorted in his face and walked off.
Sangre watched her go and felt a smirk come across his face. First time anyone's spoken to him like that, and actually made him laugh. She was quite the creature, and fascinating. He gave a deep sigh and went after her a few minutes later.
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My ship has sailed
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"Afraid I got more balls than you?"
That just made me laugh so hard
That just made me laugh so hard