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There had to be something he could do to avoid going stir crazy. Tavas was gone, snatched away where he couldn't protect her. Requiem worries over his mate as breeding season was nearing. He didn't care if Tavas wantes children (he was too nervous to ask), but he didn't want her having anyone else's foal. Life was strange. The gold cream stallion sighs as sea water laps at his sides. He began a swim without realizing, but his deep train of thought and worry allowed him to reach the commons.

He thinks maybe there was a reason he was here. Maybe instinct had brought him away from the Bay today. No one would miss him anyway as there was no one left but himself. His happiness with Tavas was short livdd, but he was thankful for it. Their time together kept his head up for that time period. His head shakes. He couldn't bare to think of her sny longer. Honey brown eyes lift and follow the horizon until a mare comes into veiw.

At first he was frozen in place, but her coat was so intriguing. He has never seen so many spots on s horse before. Legs carry him towards her with that amble Andalusian gait until He comes to a stop a few paces away. He clears his throat. "I like your spots." He forces the words out. Four years old and he still had trouble speaking to the opposite sex. He could speak so easily to his female relatives, but when it came to strangers he was just terrible. He figits with brown eyes watching the spotted mare.

gold cream champagene | stallion | four | mutt | 15.1hh | bay lead | warsaw x elisif