04-15-2016, 03:53 PM
Passing from under the shade of the forest and into the sun of the field, Hasenel paused, his eyes searching the horses presently there. Having just claimed his first mare, the young prince was ready for another to rule, and perhaps even become queen. Not long passed before the fire stallion noticed a mare on her own alongside the forest edge, several yards away from where he stood.
Pricking his ears, Hasenel flared his nostrils to take in her scent, but found nothing too telling about it. But knowing there had to be more to her than what met his senses, he began to approach, his steps firm and uncautious.
"Hello," he called to her politely. "Why would a pretty mare be on her own?"
Pricking his ears, Hasenel flared his nostrils to take in her scent, but found nothing too telling about it. But knowing there had to be more to her than what met his senses, he began to approach, his steps firm and uncautious.
"Hello," he called to her politely. "Why would a pretty mare be on her own?"