Fell had been uncertain of Rigel’s promise to bring him willing companions. He hasn’t seen much of either mare yet, but he has not actually sought them out. Usually with new mares, Fell is not so polite with bringing them to the Bay, and he leaves them alone to acclimate for a while afterwards. If they choose to come to him, all the better, but he tends to give them space once they are within the Bay.

With the red-swiped and the spotted, however, Fell was not the one to bring them back to Tinuvel, and so he is unsure whether he should carry out his usual routine or treat them differently. It is strange to have mares in his herd that are not immediately angry with him for a less-than-pleasant trip to a cold pine forest, so he considers approaching either one of them, but always ends up abandoning the thought.

When he finally does make the decision to seek one out, it is the red-swiped Mrgasira that he finds first. He is curious about this one; she seems not to hate the chilly Bay despite her desert breeding, and she shares the same hooked ears that Fell possesses. She catches the sound of him as he approaches, those curved ears sweeping toward him as she addresses him with a hello? of mild surprise.

He responds with a breathy whicker, velvet black nostrils fluttering silently. His own ears come together in a curious halo over his shaggy forelock, gold eyes peering down at her beneath the messy curtain of inky hair. She is short, and interestingly colored, and she does not run from him.

FELL

stallion. 16hh. black. marwari x. Rougaru x visurix.