|| How about "The Beast and Not the Harlot" ? (Harlot = slut) xD ||
Golden hooves trotted across the the valley, long blades of grass licking the light blue shoulders and flanks of a winged mare Soquili. Her white and golden forelock hung over her piercing blue eyes in thin strands as they scanned the area warily. Her white and blue wings wings were folded neatly by her sides, her tail waving in the gentle breeze. She knew there was another presence lurking about in this valley, and she was getting the unpleasant feeling that said presence was behind her. She did not want to give off the impression that she was scared, for she wasn't even the slightest bit frightened. Zaiella was simple a cautious mare.
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