The sun was high in the sky that summer day, its golden rays beamed down upon the sandy topography that seemed to cover almost the entire island of Salem. It was blisteringly hot, steam rising for the heat absorbed from the multi-coloured grains that littered the ground. A few dark, and almost ominous clouds littered the pale blue welkin, their presence signalling that were was perhaps a storm on its way. The pale stud emerged from the cool ocean and stood on the shoreline, droplets of salt water trickle down his muscled body and drip from his multi-toned tendrils. He paused for a moment, his striking grey eyes closing as he basked in the warm, afternoon sunlight.

Feeling that his cream pelt had almost dried completely he took to motion once more, his child like curiosity encouraging him to go and explore some more. Nolito had no idea where he was going, but that was half the excitement. Who knew where he was going to end up? Or who he was going to run into along the way? Sturdy fulcrums carried forth the youthful stygian as he continued on his aimless journey, each stride graceful as he trotted onward. A warm breeze picked up, as he took in a deep breath Nolito pulled himself to a halt. He had picked up a scent, a male scent. Oh boy, this should get interesting. Most males would take that as a sign to head in the other direction. Definitely not Nolito, he wasn’t rebellious, but just liked to push the boundaries.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out that he was encroaching upon someone else’s territory, but the thought of trespassing did made a twisted grin take its place upon his pale labrums. He waited a few moments, scanning the area with his grey lampistra that glistened with excitement. Finely structured lappinettes flick back and forth upon his culmination. He could see or hear anything, and it was quite a buzz kill. Nolito simply shrugged it off before continuing upon his journey, chocolate and cream filament flicking around his spotted haunches. The further he moved into the landscape, more and more smells began to fill his nostrils, these however, were not male. How very interesting! Young, naïve Noli wasn’t new to herd life, he knew how it all worked already. But one of his faults, was that he was definitely a sucker to creams or spots.

It didn’t take long for the herd to come into view, a few mares scattered here and there, grazing upon the minimal grass that The Desert had to offer. However, he could not see any authority type male at all. Currently Nolito wasn’t planning on making enemies, at least not until he had a home of his own, which could come in due time. His main concern was getting his only mare, Aev a home, where he could keep her safe, that sexy, spotted palamino minx! Pale velveteens parted as he released a loud, harmonious baritone. Surely if there is a lead around here, that would surely get his attention. Now Nolito had to be patient, which is one thing he definitely did not have.