A ghost horse

[Nicca]

Nicca looked at the two mares and once more lowered his head. "Hello." he said as he once more lifted it up. Unknowingly he stuck a proud pose with his ears forward, head held at a slight arch. It was a pose he did a lot of the time when he was showing off at the ranch he was raised at. Shaking his mane, he waited for the other two to answer.

[Pot Of Cream]

"I am gonna go."she trotted off leaving Custard with them.

[Pot Of Custard]

"My name is Pot Of Custard but call me Custard.Her custards colour glimmered in the sunlight.She couldn't believe her eyes.Stallions for once.She had never been with a stallion,with her nervous behaviour she could get killed.With a stallion that would be different from now on.

[Nicca]

Nicca didn't know what to do. Looking at the other stallion before he lowered his head once more. "Uh...hi you can call me Nicca." he said as he stood there, head held low in a non threatening way. He knew what the other mare was trying to do, but he wasn't sure what he should do. His heart was still in a slump and nothing short of a orphan foal would help. "So what can we do for you Custard?"he asked softly.

[Pot Of Cream]

"Well my sister is trying to get me a mate but I am...I am...never mind."she couldn't say it.Her brain knew what to do.She felt embarrassed and wanted to walk away

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Her heart pounded.

[Pot Of Custard]

Pot of custard was me at to say that sorry