OOC: Set before the Faolain battle and before the election. Hoping for a quick thread to catch them up to current times <3!

His sights were set on her as soon as she arrived. If it wasn't for the looming danger of his title he might have approached her then, but there were many things on his to do list. Instead he watches her from far away as she chats with a familiar looking mare. Cullen does not particularly remember this brown mare's name, but something about her face makes him think she has been here before. What would she need with his new pet? Curiosity almost got the better of him that day. Some how he was able to walk away to accomplish other tasks. It was only now that he finally comes to greet his new toy. Now that she was all alone. Cullen nickers to the silver-haired female as his tawny legs carry him close to her slim figure.

It quickly occurs to him that he would like to make this mare something more here. Show everyone she wasn't average. Win her interest by treating her with some ounce of respect instead of bullying her around like he originally intended. The ex-Queen has been tossed around multiple times so Cullen was about to use that to his advantage. “I figured someone of your caliber deserved to be called something better than the average trinket.” He speaks with confidence as he stops in front of the silver bay mare. Blue eyes scan her body with one swift movement before finding her own cold gaze.

“We have much to discuss, but for now you will be known as my companion for as long as I am the Boss.” He hated having to add the last bit, but seeing how he had just skated by last time in the election it was a disclosure he needed to make. "I think we could do great things together darling. Tell me what it is you desire? What is it you want from this life?" His eyes gleam with inspiration. Of course he didn't expect the mare to open up to him right away. She did have an awfully tough shell to Crack, but so did he. Not the mention their history together isn't exactly sprinkles and fairy dust.

All he was sure of was Nyimara was a hated mare by many. So hated that an enemy of the Lagoon would even give her as a gift. "You don't have to do things alone anymore." He says with a dark undertone. She may have gotten a stallion to do her bidding in the past, but he had not exactly been her partner. Cullen was looking for a different dynamic. "We could be hated together."