Archam found himself wandering the field yet again, it was a normal ritual for him. Moving from his duties in the herd, to the kingdom, and spending some spare time recruiting for his herd. He gazed around the field as he entered, multiple equines were around conversing with one another. It was breeding season so all the frisky stallions were trying there best to court a mare, while some were just out to look for a home, maybe a friend. He already confirmed a few foals this year and wasn't necessarily in for the breeding, and was curious just to recruit for this season, preparing for next season. His herd has declined in numbers recently, and he was hopeful to regain his losses.
He scanned about to find a mare that was not already occupied by a stallion, none that really caught his attention. His head stopped at the sight of a pretty mare, she had a beautiful blonde mane and tail that complimented her dark bay body. A small smile grew on his maw, he let a whinny escape his maw as he picked up a trot towards her. Hello there he said as he grew near My name is Archam, and you are? he asked. She smelled of Beqanna but he could not pin point a kingdom, nor a herd, she could be a wanderer of the field or meadow. He desired to know her, and bring her back to his herd lands, he stood proper hopeful that his charm would work on her.