12-23-2015, 11:18 PM
His father's territory is finally his to command, but there's one, important thing he's missing. Mares. He isn't much of a herd stallion without mares, after all.
And, so here he is, back in the field, searching for a mare to take back to the Mourning Mountains. He soon spots a blood bay all alone, and zeroes in. She's a passable creature, not stunningly beautiful (in his opinion), but not ugly, and quite healthy looking. Which is all she really needs to be for his purposes.
He slinks up to her and stops what he believes is a respectful distance away. He just barely manages to keep the predatory note from his voice. "Well hello there. I'm Zayn. What's a pretty thing like you doing all alone?"
And, so here he is, back in the field, searching for a mare to take back to the Mourning Mountains. He soon spots a blood bay all alone, and zeroes in. She's a passable creature, not stunningly beautiful (in his opinion), but not ugly, and quite healthy looking. Which is all she really needs to be for his purposes.
He slinks up to her and stops what he believes is a respectful distance away. He just barely manages to keep the predatory note from his voice. "Well hello there. I'm Zayn. What's a pretty thing like you doing all alone?"