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"My temper? I would say the same to you, especially when I wasn't the one who yelled and bit you," he said. After seeing the mare push around his foal, the stallion stood in between them. The little colt pinned his ears at Shadowflax as he peeked from behind his sire, wanting her to stop. "Leave him alone. You're making the situation worse by treating him like garbage."
shadowflax had been calm and even amused by the colt but that vanished 'yes your temper. it is why you wont cool off and quit being a jerk. I was not treating him like garbage, if i wanted to do that i would have hurt him which i didn't do. and teach your son respect if you wouldn't mind. you come barging into my home with your mate who has a baby that attacks me and bites me and then tell me i'm a jerk for gently pushing him off with my nose.' she tried not to show anger and set a bad example for the colt. 'i'm sorry' she said it sarcasticly 'next time i'll let him just latch onto my shoulder and tell him what a good boy he if for attacking a mare.'
Bill couldn't agree more with shadowflax. she hadn't done one mean thing and then a strange stallion had come in and harrased her for trying to get some strange vicious colt off her shoulder and other than a bite she hadn't done anything mean yet.
(These must be some pretty insane ponies considering they think they've done nothing.
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"You're the one who needs to cool it. I didn't yell or take tone with you once yet you automatically became ornery as soon as I came along, trying to protect my foal from brutes such as yourself. He's just a little newborn, you shouldn't be pushing him like that," said the stallion. "He isn't attacking you because you're a mare, by the way. He's attacking you because you're scaring him. And you didn't just nudge him along, I saw you bite him and push him. That's bullying, not teaching him not to hurt mares like you said." He rolled his eyes before turning around, his tail hitting Shadowflax's face during the process. Ever so gently, he touched the foal's back with his muzzle to let him know they were leaving the wretched place. The two slowly walked away into the sunset.