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He knew a displeased look when he saw one, but he had never let that drown his spirits before. The youth's smile radiated on his lips as the fuzzy ball of a mare turns to look her claimer in the eyes. He notes the position of her ears and then the look of surprise on her face. It was obvious she didn't expect someone like him standing in front of her. He didn't doubt that it was his age that through her off, but she didn't look much older. He was mature so why did it matter? He also had more respect and honor than most colts his age. He was even an heir to an entire island!

His head quickly twists to the side as strange words leave her lips. What? His dark ears flick forward thinking she might say something else he could understand, but she never did. Only silence fell between them as he stared at her in a questioning way. The small mare begins to close the distance so he had to say something. "Those are some cool words. Is that another language?" He has never met a horse that speaks with such a strange tongue. "Do you speak English?" That was a good question. If this mare didn't speak his language this might make any kind of relationship that could build difficult.

Just like that, they were interrupted. Ears flicker as the voice of the other female caught his attention before her body does. Rude? Was she talking about him? Confusion nestles itself deep within the boy as he watches the red dun mare step into his space, into the space of his new mare. He wasn't sure if he should get protective or allow this mare to do what she wants. She speaks again and he snorts. "Merchandise? That is a strange word to use for a mare." He could only assume the red mare meant his claiming nip so he glances between the two of them in confusion, yet again.

One mare spoke in a foreign tongue and the other used strange words. Father never mentioned all this crazy stuff when he was claiming mares back in the day. I guess this was some kind of right of passage. "I am Ironclad de Warsaw, a son of Tinuvel." He introduces himself to the red mare before setting his dark blues back on the mare of fuzz in front of him. "Do you know her?" He asks even though it was unlikely his new companion could answer him.