08-26-2016, 07:12 AM
He watches from the corner of his eye as Cream leaves, but his attention is still focused on the bay mare. She wakes quickly, and the red stallion steps away to give her space to stand up, but still remains close. She chatters on rather quickly, and Njenyi doesn't pay much attention, more focused on her body language - startled, nervous, eager to leave.
Furrow doesn't smell of another stallion - nor of a coming foal as many members of his band do - and she seems relatively able bodied, even if she talks more than he has the time to listen. "Furrow", he says, having at least gathered that this must be her name. "Stay."
He doesn't move out of the way and the word is a demand rather than a request. Still, he makes no threatening move (other than to reach out gingerly and tug at the black hair of her mane in a mock claim). when he does step away, its only to stand beside Cyril, with enough room for Furrow to leave the cave if she's tired of being in the dark ,but still near enough that were she to run, herding her back would be an easy task.
"I'm Njenyi" he adds, because they all seem to enjoy having something to call him.
Furrow doesn't smell of another stallion - nor of a coming foal as many members of his band do - and she seems relatively able bodied, even if she talks more than he has the time to listen. "Furrow", he says, having at least gathered that this must be her name. "Stay."
He doesn't move out of the way and the word is a demand rather than a request. Still, he makes no threatening move (other than to reach out gingerly and tug at the black hair of her mane in a mock claim). when he does step away, its only to stand beside Cyril, with enough room for Furrow to leave the cave if she's tired of being in the dark ,but still near enough that were she to run, herding her back would be an easy task.
"I'm Njenyi" he adds, because they all seem to enjoy having something to call him.