you can't read my mind
[Wow, this mare just grows on me every moment! Possibly a future ally I should hope. I couldn't have said it better myself, infact I don't think anyone could have said it better]
you can't predict my movements
[Pinnicles flick forwards in alert position but also in interest in what Vicodin has to say. Depths lock upon she, dome nodded in her aproval, the liking of this mare grew even more. Hopfuly a future alliance would become of them but who knew]
my words expel
[Vicodin, no one could have said it better. You know, you grow on my everytime I see you and I can only hope for an alliance in the future. Wise are the words you spoke, I deffintly aprove, not that my aproval means much other then my respect and liking is growing]