08-05-2016, 04:28 PM
The bay and purple stallion gazed over the mare who did not appear to care for his presence, he playfully nipped at her and her face went blank; perhaps she was not the mare to play with. But she spoke up, and she was full of confidence, Of course I'm pretty she stated which he could not help but laugh. A smile a grew on her face and she seemed much more interested in him. She asked for his name in which he replied Francois, what is your name? He asked as he stepped closer. The mare did not hold a scent of a kingdom, in fact she did not hold a scent from these lands. She did not carry a stallions scent leaving him to assume she was not courted.
His twin brother was the one to take over the legacy, the one to lead the herd when there father passes on but Francois had no worries. All that meant was he could go around and 'play' with all the mares he wanted without having to worry about there emotions. His brother would have to ensure the safety and well blend of the herd, were Francois did not need to do anything, he could spread his spawn and disappear if he wanted to. He was young and was just trying his hardest to learn the ropes of females and how to romance one. What are you doing out here all on your own? he asked stepping near again, they were only a pace or two away at this point.
Francois
A Clever Person Solves A Problem, A Wise Person Avoids It
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