06-19-2017, 01:32 AM
Siba had a feeling that the stallion was now messing with her. After all, why the sudden attitude change, his willingness to expose his muscular back to a mare he didn't even know? Then again, they'd exchanged scents through blowing air from their nostrils, a common exchange among horses who were unfamiliar with each other. So, for some reason, Siba didn't find it all that farfetched that she was willing to perform this favor. After all, others had done it for her; what was the harm?
The paint mare walked up to the stallion until she was right next to him, her height just matching his own. Stretching out her neck a little, Siba positioned her muzzle to have access to the itch spot on Spear's back. Pulling her lips back, the mare exposed her teeth and met the stallion's skin, being careful to not break any skin as she scratched his itch for him.
Ignoring the already roughed-up fur as she got rid of his itch, hopefully, Siba continued grooming the stallion until she was certain that it was gone, for now. When she was done, she ran her muzzle over the fur to press it back down.
Siba turned her good eye back to Spear, "All better?"
The paint mare walked up to the stallion until she was right next to him, her height just matching his own. Stretching out her neck a little, Siba positioned her muzzle to have access to the itch spot on Spear's back. Pulling her lips back, the mare exposed her teeth and met the stallion's skin, being careful to not break any skin as she scratched his itch for him.
Ignoring the already roughed-up fur as she got rid of his itch, hopefully, Siba continued grooming the stallion until she was certain that it was gone, for now. When she was done, she ran her muzzle over the fur to press it back down.
Siba turned her good eye back to Spear, "All better?"