Xanti was having a very good day. He had spent his morning exploring more of his land and roaming the sand dunes. He had found a few that rose higher compared to the others, which meant he had to climb them and prance around on top. After that he had moved back to the main oasis and grazed until he was full. The sun had reached to sit at the top of the sky before trailing back down again before the stallion had moved into the water and drank his fill while cooling off. Now dozing, the grullo's tail swirled on top of the water, and how whatever much of his mane managed to reach the liquid did the same. Sighing comfortable, the stallion flared his nostrils and caught scent of another male. His eyes opened and he shook out his mane, moving to remove himself from the oasis. He did not know what the stallion wanted, but he was in too much of a good mood to think the red dun would be taken from him.

Trotting away from the oasis and weaving around the ever-shifting sand dunes, Xanti snorted water from his nostrils, flicking his ears and flaring his nostril to find the stallion. Turning around a bend, the Sorraia found a chestnut. His coat could almost match a few of the red dunes that were in the territory if only a bit of orange was sprinkled into it. Xanti stopped to block the younger's path, ears pressing forward in curiosity. He could not help wonder if he had come to explore the dunes that were much more interesting than the neighboring flat desert. Flicking his tail at a fly, a grin twisted onto his face.

"Welcome." His voice was not loud and booming, but it carried enough force to do so if he wished. Leaving his old herd behind was a good idea, the brownish ash-colored stallion had been much happier here at the hot island than with his own kind. He had not given much thought to this, but quickly he rubbed his concave nose against his leg before letting it comfortable reach up again. He did not know what the stallion's business here exactly was, but he intended to find out. "Come to explore?"