Deviation Actions
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Description
PROGRESS SHOTS
About damn time, the mare muttered under her breath. Tired of being dressed up and paraded around like some typical show pony. Doing this - Doing that. Frolicking around like a pretty little pony. Ver Scoffed and laid her ears back against her skull. At least no one was telling her what to do for this event.
A smirk showed up on the mare's lips. She had been tracking the pig for well over an hour now. She almost had it in the meadow, overtaking it and sending the thing end over end before it darted off into the forest. She treaded carefully amongst the underbrush, her hooves had no quiet effect with the dry leaves and the branches underneath. Ver spat in frustration at the noise she made. Terrible Hunter.
Ver finally was forced to stand still - she found a quiet place next to a shallow stream. Standing beneath the shadows she had tracked the pig thing here - She knew it was here - the blood trail was still fresh. Ver was an impatient mare, but she dare not fuck this up. It was her joy before she took off to live on some ranch. The food was good - but the lifestyle was tasteless. She was lost in thought when she heard a snap just ahead.
Ver's ears flung forward towards the sound. Mother fucker I found you. Get yo' ass over here. The wounded pig walked into the stream, he was tired and sore. You could see almost defeated look in it's eyes. It was bumbling through the brook not even noticing it's surroundings. Ver leapt from the shadows - catching the boar off guard and shoving it to the ground with her chest. Her fangs sunk into it's thick bristled neck as she held it's writhing body to the ground.
Today's a good day
