The mare was easy enough to take, but it was like Persephone to show up on time. The sleek black mare gasps and he realizes there was some sort of fear in her. He didn't have enough time to figure it out, but he would have enjoyed making her face her fear as he carted her off to the Inlet. Then she exclaims she was afraid of the sea. He wonders just how she got to the forest if the sea was so scary, but maybe she was born here. He didn't get the chance to ask when he heard the Forest Queen arriving.

Mocha eyes glue to the bay varnish roan as he nears and then shoves her way between himself and the black mare. Her brown coat brushes against him for a moment, but that was all it took to make him grin. Her saucy voice sent a shiver up his spine. "Don't get jealous Persephone. You know you can have me whenever you want." He gives her a wink and then glances at the black mare peeking over her leader's shoulder. He smacks his lips together at her like a kiss.

A laugh erupts from his jaws as he turns away, flicking his tail at Persephone. The grey stallion slips into the sea, but before he departs his looks back to the mares. "Don't forget our deal, Persy. I'll back be in fall to consummate." It wouldn't be like Warsaw to leave without some kind of remark. He gives the Forest Queen a wink before turning towards the water and swimming back home.