It has been a little over a week since someone tried to steal from him. Since he has kept a close eye on Isla. He kept his distance of course, but his eyes were on her often. It was only now as summer was reaching its end that he realized he needed to talk to her. It wouldn't be a fun conversation and he would need to learn to swallow his pride for this one.

The spotted stallion turns towards and gives a nicker before approaching closer. "I need something else," He says with a grumble. He had promised her that she just had to sit pretty for awhile then he'd let her go. To make that promise a reality he would need to drain every last bit of experience that he needed out of her. She was already providing him a cover as a herd stallion perfectly fine, but there was one more thing he thought of.

Only if he could suck up his pride to ask. Icy blue eyes blink once as they stare at her red and white face. His lips press hard into a line as he tries to find the words to continue. She could say no and then what? Would he yell at her or would he just storm away?