and you're to tell him nothing personal

The yearling vacillated, her paws shuffling before she gave in and slowly made her way towards the male. Her ears uncomfortably positioned backwards showing her waryness of the man. She ingored his snazzy comment about having hit her head, knowing that arguing wouldn't favour her.

When she was standing a few steps away from him, she brought herself onto a halt and looked blankly at the male, as if she could see right through him. Little did she imagine this pure white male had more than tricks up his sleeve than Houdini himself.

"Yes?" she barked, her yellow eyes scanning his face, starting from his eyes and making their way slowly down his snout, finishing off at his charcoal colored nose.