07-29-2016, 07:02 PM
The bay and purple stallion found his way to the field, it was becoming a habbit of his, something he picked up from his father. Snow crunched underneath his every step, he looked around the field that was more quiet in the winter. Few were out and about, protecting there new foals growing in there stomachs, enjoying the company of there new found 'lovers'. He gave a snort and scanned the horizon looking for someone of interest to approach.
His eyes stopped on a stunning flaxen liver chestnut mare, she was petite in size and looked fragile. A smile curled on his lips and a whinny escaped as he made his way towards the mare. He stopped a couple paces away dipping his head Good morning, My name is Francois what can I call you? he asked moving closer, he trailed his muzzle from her shoulder down her spine before circling back to find her gaze.
Francois
A Clever Person Solves A Problem, A Wise Person Avoids It
@[Akilah]