all of us have a hero and a villain in us
The stallion had not yet claimed a territory and was going back and forth from the field and the forest. He already had a mare to call his own, infact she was carrying his first child of these lands. Although he would not stop at the one mare, and was looking to expand his herd.
As he entered the field his eyes scanned over to a buckskin mare, she was a pretty sight and he would enjoy adding her to his herd. As he slowly made his way over another stag seemed to have the same idea. The dark stag had wings, he has not seen a horse with wings in a while, but he would not let the stag scare him off. He picked up to a trot and made his way over to the two, he did not hear the convesation the two had but moved up between the two standing closer to the mare than the stag. "Hello, you seem new here, have you traveled far?" Archam asked uncaring of the conversation she had with the other stag. He turned his eyes to view the stag, giving a small nod of his head and turned his attention back to the mare. As he looked her over he noticed scaring on her one side, it did make him curious as to how she obtained the scars but non the less he still desired the mare to join his herd.
archam
