Rhaego couldn't express quite right just how happy he had been to have Leopard follow him to his new home. Of course he wasn't about to get all giddy about in front of her but the point still stood. He had half expected her to move on to bigger and better things. After all, she seemed to be quite the commodity these days. However, the buckskin girl had stood by him and for that he would probably always feel indebted to her. Again though, none of this was to be shared with the golden girl of his.

The buckskin king of Paradise had started to develop a strong love for his new home. He loved the way he could close his eyes and all at once hear the rustling of the leaves and the crash of the ocean waves. It was a place that he could've only dreamed of as a young colt. It almost made him dance in place to know the land was his now. His home. Oh, how he loved that word more than anything.

He had just finished his daily wandering when he decided to find rest on the beaches. He had come to find that he actually quite enjoyed watching the water roll in and out. There was something relaxing about the simplicity of it all. There was nothing complicated about waves. There were no feelings about waves, no second guesses, or deep rooted resentments. Waves were just waves and Rhaego liked that.

The stallion was lost in the lull of the waves when Leopard approached him. He hadn't even been aware of her presence until she spoke. He couldn't help but jump a bit in surprise but the alarm was quickly replaced by joy as he looked over to the mare. "Sneaky?" he asked, as if he hadn't even considered the word to describe himself. And in truth, he really hadn't. "I prefer to be called an opportunist, my lady." he said with a small grin. "Plus, how was I ever supposed to woo you as a homeless vagabond?" His eyes scanned her face for a reaction. She kept him on his hooves, this buckskin beauty, and deep down he enjoyed that already. She wasn't easy to read and Rhaego had always been one to enjoy a little mystery.