Am I the only mare left without a mate?

[Pot Of Custard]

She grazed.Hopes.She had a hope for a stalol ion but it might be too late for a foal.She hopes to have one this year but she could ahve one next year but she couldn't wait.

[BGR Ima Gowin Dude]

A young stallion walked into the field, his eyes were searching for someone, anyone to be with. Letting out a nicker, he waited to see what would come. No one knew his true color, he was said to be a sorrel appaloosa, a chestnut appaloosa or a red roan appaloosa, but he didn't care about color. He cared about what was on the inside of a horse not the out side.

[Njenyi]

He had not forgotten the blonde mare, and today as he wanders the Field he is intrigued to find her again. Njenyi had thought she'd end up with the other stallion - Ryde - that he had seen his own Pot of Cream with, but it appears that the other stallion had not taken the golden (literally) opportunity in front of him.

Knowing that mares tend to get along best with others they've grown up with, the spotted stallion does not hesitate. He canters toward the yellow mare, and after glancing about for competition, begins to nudge her toward the Gemstone Ridge. there is another stallion nearby, but h has made no move towards this mare, and so Njenyi ignores him. Once they are out of the main part of the Field, perhaps she can be persuaded to bear him his third foal of the season.

[Pot Of Custard]

She followed the zorse stallion.She hoped she would see her sister.