The stallion gingerly followed her, raising his head and twisting it slightly, glancing at the high celing, and random stalls, snorting, his raven tipped ears going back when he smelt the presence of another horse. He didn't get to stop, though, from her brisk pace, and he followed, tail flicking black on his bloodred flanks. Once in the confines of the stall, he shook his head violently, wide eyes staring about at the close walls. A hindfoot went into one, creating a loud 'bang' that made him scooch forward a touch. Ears layed back in anger at the walls, his eyes, slightly wide, a touch in anger, turned to the girl, for explanation, and escape.