06-13-2016, 05:40 PM
Irk made her way through the meadow and smiled. She spotted another horse in the distance some how in the dark and called out so that she wouldn't startle them. She made her way up to tthe other. She said "Hello, my name is Irk. What brings you here to the meadow sir? What is your name?" She wandered if the stallion was part of a herd somewhere. She took in the young stallions appearance.