The large roan stallion explored out from his herd lands, into the field looking to grow his herd. The days grew warmer leading him to believe spring would soon be over, and summer was on the horizon. He stood at the entrance of the field casually walking around looking for someone who was alone. There was plenty of equines already in conversation, talking about there new plans, plenty of new scents that did not belong to Beqanna.
He came to a halt and scanned the area, his eyes honed in on a chestnut mare, she was of a heavier build like himself and stood off alone. After watching her for a moment he decided to approach her, a gentle whinny was released from his maw, allowing his presence to be known. He stopped a few paces from the mare Good morning, my name is Archam, may I ask for yours? he smiled at the mare, curious to if she desired a herd or kingdom. She carried a lovely scent, it was sweet and not of Beqanna, making him desire her more.
@[Varnish]