Polaris
{Po|Stallion|Magic Moment's}
Po's ears remained fixed forward, awaiting the stallions next move. One may think that he was feeling strained at this point, why with his muscles so tense. He was, honestly. His leg still smarted despite it's time to heal, and he could feel the fact that it may not be healing properly. It would definitely leave scars, this he knew unfortunately. Not that he did not mind scars, but when there where that prominent, another horse could pick out a weak spot and snap their teeth there, causing issues later on. His gaze looked at the mare as she gave her retort, making Po chuckle a bit. 'I know m'dear, and I have no intentions of rushing you.' He was not kidding when he said she would be loved and protected. If that meant protecting her from himself, well, that is what it took. 'It's not me getting used to it I am worried about.' He murmured as she turned her attention the stallion, but he was pleased when she clamped her tail anyway. Looking around again, he was tempted to move them so they where more in the water. This would make their scents confused and mixed, as well as jumbled with the waters magic. His patience was wearing thin as well with this stallion, and he flicked his ear as he turned back, stopping the ground in another display of testosterone filled behavior.