toland
stallion | mustang x | Ee aa nD nZ nSb | 15.1hhs
Toland is met with silence and honestly, he isn’t sure how else to proceed. Is she mute? It left him with plenty to speculate, but he wasn’t about to back down. As a new lead, he didn’t need to look weak to this stranger. What if she reported that he would be an easy target for their next attack somewhere, if he couldn’t even stand up to her staring silently? Thankfully, Toland doesn’t have to endure it for much longer as a stallion finally joins him, and he is carrying the same scent that lay so heavily on this territory. It’s all Toland can do not to sigh in relief.
“To broaden my knowledge of the other islands.” Toland answers truthfully. “And to hopefully make alliances.” To make friends sounded like too much of a colt’s wording, so he tries to seem as well equipped for this as he can, and not fumble over his first attempt at this. Thankfully, Nicodemus doesn’t have the face of an older stallion, and Toland might even guess that the freckled male might barely be older than him. But age didn’t always count for experience, and the grey and white stallion knew he would need to keep his wits sharp to make it through this with any positive outcome.
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