Diesel

The stallion came blazing in. He was tired of being alone. He wanted a mate, but he wanted a herd also. He would treat them with such passion. THey would never want to leave. His home would be their heaven. He let out a long call to any mares.

Brisk

The grey ghost trotted onto the eskers, the snow compressed underneath her hooves. The Arabian rose her head when she heard the call of a stallion, pricking her ears alertly. Who was this? Was is true there was a lone horse? Such an uncommon phenominon. Brisk chuckled softly, sauntering towards the stallion slowly. "How'd ya get so lonely, stallion?" Brisk questioned abruptly, expecting to surprise the stallion. "You just like me. A loner?"

Diesel

The stallion turned his head as he saw a beauty. It was an arabian mare that was elegant like her breed. He tilted his head as she spoke. Her voice so interesting. Soft,but knew what it wanted. Diesel smiled and decided to answer her.

"I guess you could say I'm a loner. I'm looking for a mare to be my mate. Then for mares to join my herd. Why such a beauty like you alone?"

Brisk

Brisk chuckled softly, searching Diesel over. "Wandering leaves you alone. But my journey is coming to an end, and I'm in search for a herd...and mate," Brisk replied.

Diesel

Diesel circled the mare and smirked. She was perfect in each way. If only see says yes. The stallion lipped her mane and smiled into her eyes.

"I would be honored if you were mine."

Brisk

"And I would be honored to be your damsel," Brisk replied softly, flicking her arched tail proudly.

Diesel

Diesel nuzzled her nape and smiled. The stallion tossed his head and walked a few steps away. "Let us head home." The dark male trotted off towards his terrain.