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Standing there with his cheeks flushed red and eyes holding the boyish glee, Nahawi did his best to not truely act like a stallion that had never done this before. His blue eyes took in every part of the mare, but he certainly did not hide that fact that he was struggling with the simple fact of what he was doing. He had tried to do the thing he had seen, but he had failed at it and questioned if she was just humoring him by standing there. That was, until her words entered his ears and had him blushing even brighter red and tucking his chin to his chest with his front legs almost crossing, like a highschool boy with legs crossed and hands behind his back while staring at the floor in embracement.

“All pretty things make my feathers ruffled.” He faintly murmured, his ears tucking tight to his head as the bashful feeling coursed through his blood. He had never felt this before and it made him question what was going on. He was used to being in check and in tune with his emotions, but at the moment they were going haywire and if he were a robot, he would be steaming and stuttering out the code until finally his body seized and he would be rock still. At the current moment, the stallion could only control his breathing and try his best to make sure he did not mess up this time.

Letting out a breath, the stallion finally looked up towards the pretty mare before him and gave her a small smile. “My… My name is Nahawi. May I know your name?” He was falling back on old habits, but the way he looked at her should show that she captivated the red dun. She was beautiful and would always be a gorgeous fixture no matter where she roamed.