Falls

Glacial blue eyes settle on her face as she speaks. "I do know a thing or two abou' scars." He says with a slight chuckle to his voice. He has known his fair share of injuries that tend to scab and scar over. A few ragged scars blemish his grullo hide. The three across his nose were the deepest of them all. His scuffle with a mountain lion had left him bleeding, but victorious.

Her next words were a surprise. For now. "I take it as you are unhappy in Paradise?" He asks. It seems to him quite the paradox. She lives in a place called Paradise, but wishes to leave. His eyes shift to the colt as he laps at the water. He was a strong looking colt, who would make any father proud.