03-26-2024, 11:42 AM
He gazes upwards, his eyes meeting the gaze of the chestnut and white pintaloosa that stands proudly before him. Surveying his surroundings, he is bewildered by the sudden appearance of the mare, as she was nowhere in sight before the storm. As he shakes off the last remnants of water, a gentle smile graces his face as he acknowledges the mare. "Oh, hello there. I'm alright, thank you." Leaning down, he extends his right front leg and tenderly rubs his black muzzle, clearing away any lingering droplets. "Where did you come from? I didn't think there was anyone else around here."
@Demi Sorry it's so short!
@Demi Sorry it's so short!