“I love your scales,” he says, while looking the stallion over. “Where are you from?” He asks again, his curiosity getting the best of him. “Thanks for not eating me,” he smirks as he swishes his tail. Knaught doesn’t quite know how to interact properly with other horses. He prances around like he did in his young colt days. “I’m Knaught!” He says between prances as his tail swishes around for balance.
@[Leilan]
@[Leilan]