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[Symba]

Symba is taking in the sights and smells of the new spring. He reaches down for another mouthful of fresh, dew-touched grass. He can feel his whole body relax as the birds chirp their melodies. He smiles as he watches the newborn foals, struggle to get up with their lanky legs. He chuckles softly as some of the foals have fallen and some have gotten up with help of their mother. He slowly makes his way to where the herds are. He stops as some of the younglings prance circles around him before getting wobbly and falling over. He smiles softly as he nudges the bay colt up and over towards his mother, who is watching her colt prance around Symba. She chuckles and nods in approval as the colt goes back for a meal.

Symba notices the porcelain mare, who has some gold spots around her body. He perks his ears up and swishes his tail. He slowly makes his way to the mare, not wanting to scare her or interrupt her in any way.

@[Isilya]