12-24-2018, 07:13 PM
Likah allowed himself to saunter towards the chestnut mare, gazing downwards with piercing green eyes. She was thin, nearly sickly looking. He took note of it, remembering the plague that had took hold of the lands. Her coat was a warm splash of color in contrast to his almost cold, dark one. The dark stallion allowed his gaze to roam. She was a gorgeous mare, even if she could be infected by the plague. He let out a soft nicker before responding to her greeting.
"I don't think we have. Allow me to introduce myself. Likah, the untamed brute." He told Kensa with pride. It was almost a feat to not have been lured into one of the herds that called Beqanna home or to be tied down by a woman, he thought. Though, he could be persuaded by a fiery enough spirit, a divine enough temptress, to stay and be loyal.
@Kensa
"I don't think we have. Allow me to introduce myself. Likah, the untamed brute." He told Kensa with pride. It was almost a feat to not have been lured into one of the herds that called Beqanna home or to be tied down by a woman, he thought. Though, he could be persuaded by a fiery enough spirit, a divine enough temptress, to stay and be loyal.
@Kensa