[ somehow that's even worse to hear, the way matt tries to soften it, like it's not important. shiro's ears flatten tightly to his head. the thought of matt being chased through the stable like some kind of rabbit harried by dogs, enjoying making him run, enjoying scaring him, and then at the end circling around him in a snapping pack and watching as one of them pins him down to mount--
he doesn't realize he's reared up a few inches off the ground until he feels his front hooves impact the stall floor again, furious, dancing in place with the urge to lash out. that they would dare-- that anyone would dare, when all matt has ever been is kind and loyal and gentle-- and willing, for anyone that would treat him kindly...
it's hormones talking, probably. he wants to trample the perpetrators beneath his hooves, he wants to smash them into red pulp. ]
If-- we see them in the corridor, if you see any of them, [ he manages, the words clumsy in a mouth that wants to bite, ] --don't run. Just hold onto my chain and stay with me.
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he doesn't realize he's reared up a few inches off the ground until he feels his front hooves impact the stall floor again, furious, dancing in place with the urge to lash out. that they would dare-- that anyone would dare, when all matt has ever been is kind and loyal and gentle-- and willing, for anyone that would treat him kindly...
it's hormones talking, probably. he wants to trample the perpetrators beneath his hooves, he wants to smash them into red pulp. ]
If-- we see them in the corridor, if you see any of them, [ he manages, the words clumsy in a mouth that wants to bite, ] --don't run. Just hold onto my chain and stay with me.