Seeing the new stalliong and wondering whose he was he takes a few treats from his pocket and hands them to the steed that was quite friendly. Looking ove rto Shalidar he smirks at his stallion, a prize he definately was. Then two his three mares, pulling himself up he sat down on the fence where the stallion was and fed hima few more treats, and whistled to Satine's Angel his silver mare.

Satine's Angel

Hearing the familiar whistle of her master, an elegant tiara shoots up from cropping and femme lifts oils in three beat gait towards fence. Hooting shrilly to Josh she lips at his jeans and gratfully east up a few carrots he offers. Aerials sway towards stud before she beast. Whuffing softly mug extends in friendly greeting, intaking his original scent. Orbs dancing from Josh to stallion. Oils prance neath silver mauve bodice.

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