08-31-2016, 12:34 PM
"I'm Njenyi," he tells tells the palomino mare as the rest of the herd starts to arrive. They are pleasant - as he expects them to be - and he spares an extra moment to press his muzzle to the wide barrels of the three mares pregnant with his foals.
He's content to let them talk amongst themselves, but when Cream returns Cryil's greeting with a bite, he pins his ears and snaps a warning at her departing figure. She is clearly angry, but if she is expecting him to follow after her as coo the issue out of her she is sorely mistaken. He is her stallion, not her friend. She has the mares here to be her friends.
Furrow arrives and Njwnyi bobs his head happily, pleased that they've all come to meet the newcomer. Treachery will be the last addition to the herd for a while; protecting the foals and new mothers will take up most of his time for the next few months.
He's content to let them talk amongst themselves, but when Cream returns Cryil's greeting with a bite, he pins his ears and snaps a warning at her departing figure. She is clearly angry, but if she is expecting him to follow after her as coo the issue out of her she is sorely mistaken. He is her stallion, not her friend. She has the mares here to be her friends.
Furrow arrives and Njwnyi bobs his head happily, pleased that they've all come to meet the newcomer. Treachery will be the last addition to the herd for a while; protecting the foals and new mothers will take up most of his time for the next few months.