The Captain’s Break

(For those of you who don’t know, an Akaname is a Japanese monster that feeds on dirt and grime and all that sort of grossness. Except this one here makes it sexy.)

Oftentimes the mare would slink through the gutters and alleyways on her way through Manehatten, staying out of sight of the normal populace. The ponies she sought after were of the grimier sort, literally. Bodybuilders seeping with sweat after a long day, gardeners who’d gotten covered in dirt, or just the odd walking pile of stink who happened to wander down the right alleyway. That was what she loved; grime.

But then the Royal Guard arrived on a visit to the local training grounds, and all others failed to compare. A small army of toned stallions and mares in the prime of their lives, running and fighting and working out from dawn till dusk, and she could watch it all from the shadows. One stood out to her, however: the Captain of the squad. Fit and young with a handsome face to match, she could barely hold herself back…