No, no, no, no-- oh god I hate you both. [She's going to lose a bloody hand. That's it. Career over. It's going to be the one freak accident in the entirety of years and years of shorse farming. People will talk about it for years to come how 'it was so tame and then suddenly went berserk for no reason!' which is how they'll remember her as well. That girl. You know the one that got half-eaten.
Christ. Christ, fucking Christ--
And then between the two of them her hand is on its nose: limp and barely making contact while her face is all scrunched up in fear.
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Christ. Christ, fucking Christ--
And then between the two of them her hand is on its nose: limp and barely making contact while her face is all scrunched up in fear.
She's going to kill them.]