He has been staying in the field these past few nights, seeking out those who may need a place to stay and to safely sleep alone. It wasn't often that he wandered away from larger groups, but he felt as though it was time to gather those who may be looking for the same. And maybe, just maybe.... Together they could find their own way, together of course.
It was about the time that he was settling under a large oak for a nap that he saw the bay mare and with a rise of his curly haired head his ears prick forward and he inhales slowly before stepping out into the tall rising grass of spring. With a gentle ease his long muscular legs carry him towards her and before too long he is snorting in order to alert her of his approach. "Hello there," His voice slips out between the empty space between them. "My name is Eskil, may I ask you for yours?"
With that the buckskin colored stallion smiles, coming to stop beside her, making sure to keep his distance and to respect her potential boundaries. He wasn't wanting to make her feel uncomfortable at his quite unusual and bold approach. So he waits for her to notice and respond patiently while watching her, ready to move out of the way were he to have surprised her.
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