The shock of the fur under her hands turning to flesh didn't last long. While she could have been knocked over with surprise at the beautiful horse turning into a very naked man (although Epona kept saying that it was a perfectly natural thing), she knew the sorts of assholes that went around kissing girls like this far too well. It wasn't that it wasn't nice, but she sure as hell hadn't given him permission and who cared if he'd been a fucking horse just a second ago, that didn't give you a clean slate to do whatever you liked.
Her jaw clenched and she decked the man who looked vaguely familiar. Kenzie wasn't one to slap. If you were going to hit someone, you hit them proper, knuckles be damned. And he sure as hell deserved being punched. "And who the fuck do you think you are? You need to go back and have your momma teach you proper manners," she spat.
It was then that the name fully processed in her head and she swore under her breath. Goddamn, another one? That was one of the Greek guys, right? She pulled herself up as tall as she could get, used to intimidating horses as well as trainers and owners that thought they could push her around. She could feel Epona swelling up inside her too, indignant at this stallion's treatment of both of them. It made her feel a bit more regal than when she was normally facing off against assholes. "I'm Kenzie Studart and it's my fucking job to ride the horses at this stable," she pointed out. "But if you're talking about my other half-" Her chin raised a bit higher in pride. "Epona. Goddess of horses. Protectress of them, their stables, and their people. I belong on all horses' backs." She crossed her arms across her chest and smirked. "And you definitely didn't seem to mind."