''As my daughter you should NOT go around and rough play with the colts in all that dirt!!''
The palomino stallion snorted at the young filly standing besides him as he was getting ready to go out of the palace and comfort of the coursers around them,walking off towards the bigger doors that felt mile high he turned only slightly to glance back through the cover over his face and he grunted out in a rough but stern tone and stomped down on the floor to show how serious he was being..he had told Aranya off more times than he could count hair strands on his tail

''Go get cleaned up now..we are leaving for the market..'' the doors slammed hard and let its material of stone echo into the big bedroom of the filly, the champagne courser sighed and lowered her head before walking over to a mirror taking up space in the corner of the giant now lonely room,staring into her reflection she tilted her ears back and glared into her own green eyes and grunted roughly,it took not more than a second before she spun around and her hoof shattered the mirror with a smooth but strong kick
The fillies panting didnt help with the adrenaline of pure and bottled up anger inside her soul for this long

''Why..do you have to do this to yourself.. ''she dropped her head low in shame of herself and how unfazed her father had turned out to be,she hated this version of her..she didnt want to be the Priests daughter..she wanted to be the heroic and vengeful stallion running along the cimmaron and catching bad guys like others..but in this status with her father it wasnt something she was just allowed to do and she cursed him for it,she cursed his abusive and manipulative ways and ignorance to her true feelings just thinking of her like a rebel of a child they had to raise on their own.