The stallion's call had been what caught his attention, but he quickly moves his gaze from the other male to the palomino mare he sees standing in the center is the Feild. She is alone, so Njenyi approaches.
His own mixed heritage is more than apparent, though his striking looks are the result of the hybridization of species, not merely breeds. The red and white stallion possesses both his mothers stripes and his father's spots, and the semi-upright mane that flops against his neck on the cold winter day is more his mother's than his sire's.
Passing by the black bay stallion who is standing alone and calling for no one who seems interested in answering, Njenyi stops beside the palomino mare. Beside is a relative term, really, as he presses his chest forward against her shoulder, attempting to push her toward to the Gemstone Ridge while nipping at her neck in a clear claim. "Mine," he says, and while his voice is rough from lack of use it is not harsh, nor is his expression cruel. She belongs to him now, and he will keep her safe and content in exchange, as is the way of all herds.
His own mixed heritage is more than apparent, though his striking looks are the result of the hybridization of species, not merely breeds. The red and white stallion possesses both his mothers stripes and his father's spots, and the semi-upright mane that flops against his neck on the cold winter day is more his mother's than his sire's.
Passing by the black bay stallion who is standing alone and calling for no one who seems interested in answering, Njenyi stops beside the palomino mare. Beside is a relative term, really, as he presses his chest forward against her shoulder, attempting to push her toward to the Gemstone Ridge while nipping at her neck in a clear claim. "Mine," he says, and while his voice is rough from lack of use it is not harsh, nor is his expression cruel. She belongs to him now, and he will keep her safe and content in exchange, as is the way of all herds.