Zaquar | Early Summer
Haywire's grin got bigger as the mare chastised him. Up to the point where he had to hold in a laugh. She wasn't threatening or even that authoritative. The way she was yelling at him much reminded him of a pup just realizing they had a voice. All bark, not bite. He could tell that she would be able to bark at him all day, but when it came down to it, she didn't have the bite to follow through. It usually was how the denizens of this mountain area where. It was one of the reasons he got so much entertainment from it.
Once she finished her tongue lashing, Haywire started chuckling to himself that soon turned to a loud laugh. She was very entertaining and he couldn't help but revel in that.
As he started laughing, he noticed how the mare's look started shifting from her childish glare to one of bewilderment. He wasn't sure what she noticed, was it the two sets of horns or tails? Either way, perhaps it was time to show off his other head.
"Wow, what a tough crowd," his skull head replied as he took a step closer to his more. His skull was uncomfortably close to the mare's cheek as he looked at her. Before she could react in any way, he quickly moved his skull head back and shifted his flesh head ever so slightly so that she could get a good look at his skull head. "I would think that you would be much kinder to a poor traveler through these lands. I guess the mountain hospitality was all a lie, " he announced flicking his two tails in pretend annoyance.
Haywire held a mischievous glimmer in his eye. He wanted to see how much he could push this mare. What would she do? How would she react? Will she just end up running away? What would happen if she saw she couldn't? What then? He was real excited to see how this was going to play out.
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