His ears turned backward as he relaxed. His smile grew wider as he bumped muzzle with her, not needing to exchange breaths. Although it was the usual greeting, it had only been a little since they’d seen each other last. He chuckled and answered her complement. "It’s fine for now. But if I could find a forest..." His voice trailed off as he thought about the looming trees, their protective canopy. Lost in thought, he almost missed what she said next. "Oh, yes. It was a bit of trouble getting it though." The coffee colored stallion frowned at the thought of the black boy. Curse that fool.

Pushing the black boy from his mind, O Melhor gazed at Tallynne, not sure what to say. A lost thought prodded him and he realized that the conversation had become less awkward for him. Good. I enjoy it better this way. He grinned and shoved his muzzle towards the forest of palm trees. "Would you like to see it all? It’s quite lovely, though I am obsessed with trees." And water. He adding silently, sending an apology to Piedoso. It was important to both him and his god to think about the water basically every second of the day. He didn’t know exactly why, but he accepted it all the same.

O Melhor wondered what it was like to be mare. Did they feel safe in a herd? Did they all hope to be the one with the lead stallion? The coffee colored stallion realized that if his herd actually started to begin to grow, he would need a lead mare. He hoped he would be able to find one soon. Noticing that he had been gazing at the ocean while he thought, he turned back to Tallynne and smiled.