Falls

He couldn't remember the last time he went to the Falls. It was years ago, no, more than years ago. It was maybe even a decade ago since he last saw the waterfall. He wasn't interested in pretty landscapes except when it came to Tinuvel. His home was the only place he wanted to be and he only came out when he was trying to build his herd or cause a scene. Right now he could go to the Forest and cause a riot, but he decided it was time he had patience. He sent his message to Persephone and now he waits for her answer. Dark brown eyes follow the dirt trail in front of him as he walks.

It didn't take long at all for him to catch her scent. He did not know the mare personally, but he remembers her from a few weeks ago when he had attempted to uproot her from her home in the Dunes. Regrettably, he was chased away and followed by her leader who then retaliated by taking Ylva. He just tried to take her again and was chased away yet a second time! The whole thing made him sick to his core. So sick that he wanted to squash the mare immediately, but he couldn't just waltz in and kill her without some backlash from his new friend. He was unaware of how Bjorn felt for his Dune herd so Warsaw would have to figure that out first before he made any drastic movements against the mare's life.

Eyes fills with the sight of the golden palomino grazing peacefully. The mare looked at ease, but obviously cautious by her body posture. He ponders on what to do now. He could round the mare up and stick a big fat middle finger to Shaydowfax or he could play nice and trick the young mare into liking him. He has been successful before, this technique actually got him his lead mare, so he decides to try it again. He wonders if her buckskin leader has said anything about him or if she knew nothing. The only thing she would know was that he tried to take her once.

"Lovely day isn't it?" He says in a gentlemen's tone as he approaches her. The roaring of the falls surrounds them, setting the scene quite romantic-like. He wonders if his old body could still make mares fall in love as they once did for his rough charm.