I've waited here for you everlong; herds

[Phaedrus]

He glances over her. She seemed strong, and kind. Maybe she would be a good fit for what he was attempting to build. Guess they would just have to find out. Nice to meet you He pauses for a moment considering her. She was pretty, and pleasant. Much more cheery then he was, or ever would be. Would be nice to have that around.

No, I'm here to offer you a home. He brushes his wing kindly over her shoulders, stepping closer to her. Neck craned to display no ill will.  His muddy eyes look into hers peering through the mane. Searching for any sign of rejection or enthusiasm. The flowers swaying in the light breeze, and the grasses rustling in their karasmatic dance. The bees landing lightly on the soft petals working to prepare for the colder months. Ants carry on marching in line to the beat of the land. Pollen floated through the air; a dragon fly hovering over their faces just as he extends his muzzle towards her.

Warm rays stretch across the land glinting off his deep colored hide. Feathers picking up in the breeze. His tail lashes against his sides. If you paid close attention probably you could make out the sounds of larks, and crickets creating a symphony of natures beauty at its height. If you would like his voice softly adds. Lost in thought the stallion shifts slightly.

Phaedrus

DEATH GIVES US SLEEP, ETERNAL YOUTH, AND IMMORTALITY