Rarity tried to resist being tugged by her harness, but it was no use as the little bulldog yanked her towards himself. His foul breath washed over her face as he spoke. "You will learn to appreciate me," he said dangerously, and licked her cheek. Rarity tried to pull away in disgust. "Before I send you to work in the diamond mines, perhaps I'll break you in first myself; I've always wanted to ride a pony." The Paw Father cackled. "Growley, get 'er ready for me in my private chambers."