Kestral isn't much tempted by the prospect of breeding this mare again. Kestral has never had trouble attracting a mate when the season rolls around. What tempts him most is the prospect of finding out how this mare ticks, and seeing what adventures await him in the Peak.
The leopard stallion doesn't take much convincing. Kestral's feet follow the winds of fate, and Kyuubi's invitation shift the winds of his fate towards the Peak. Kestral politely agrees. "Lead the way, Kyuubi."
He had just tossed the forelock from his eyes, but the silken strands fall once more, like a veil, over his eyes. This is a never ending battle for him. He regards her playfully from behind falls of stubborn forelock.
OOC: I think we can end this here. :)