”Love calls from the sky,
but pain calls from the heart.”
Standing there with a steady grace, Voyager watched the other horse rise from the tall grass and flowers. His amber eyes scanned the land before him to keep from staring at the horse a distance away, giving her enough space to shake or anything she would like to do now that he disturbed her from her resting place. Voyager had not meant to rouse her, but here he was and nothing he could do now would ease his heart for making her leave the clutches of the homey land around them.
Hearing her voice, Voyager could not help the excited flick of his tail. The stallion would not be left alone, he knew in his heart when she came closer. It might be only a tiny bit of time with someone else, but that was better than nothing in his mind. She was a draft upon closer inspection as well. Her body was larger and she certainly held more draft, but there was the odd signs that she was not pure in her breed which he had a feeling would be the same for almost everyone here on this islands. There was not enough pure blooded animals joining these lands to help even the playing field on that front.
“Greetings Tali. My name is Voyager.” The stallion had a deeper tone to his voice, which came with him growing up. He had been through the squeaky days and he was thankful they were few and far between now for him. Shaking out his body once more, Voyager stuck out his nose faintly offering her a greeting to take in scents if she was willing. It was a kind gesture from him, as kind as he could make it. He hated being pushy and the like with anything.