Sabre gives a dopey grin, his ears folding down as he stops listening to the rambling, panicking filly. She may have accidentally said "I am Scarlet", instead of Clover, too. Sabre is no longer listening to Clover's pleas!
"You're so cute when you ramble, Scarlet…"
Regardless of her failure, Clover attempts to flee!
(Dif: -2) (Dex: +3) +4 = 5. Failed!
As Clover backs up against the box, she gets the idea to dart to her right, but she's quickly stopped by Sabre's hoof, the larger, faster Stallion closing in. His spatial sense seems entirely unaffected by the affliction.
"Oooh… quick, huh? I bet you were thinking about doing it in Shanty's hammock… heh, but I don't think she'd notice the stains, so what'd be the point?
Running out of options, Clover doesn't think she can flee from this situation. (Sabre is preventing any flee attempts!)
Her ears perk up, scanning over the crazed stallion, who leans in, whispering into her ear.