MAKEOVER?! [Private]

Dancer snorted and shook her head, her forelock moving closer to the middle of her face. "And why would we try it up? What would the accomplish? Looking more like the mares of the herd?" She spat out. She let out a slow breath, trying to calm down a bit. "There will be no mane cutting, no mane tying, no one is touching my mane," she said. She turned towards the river. "Good day to the two of you, I wish to be left quite alone." She trotted into the cold water of the river and turned to go with the current of the river. She snorted and galloped downstream.