[DraconisSumeris]

this smoky sandy stallion represents the harsh unyielding of a desert will. to get him, try to win over his unyielding, firce spirit.

[Luna~tic]

I know I should probably get another mare first...but...he's bootiful. <3

I watch the stallion curiously. He looks like a warrior, a hardy, strong desert horse. Taking a deep breath, I push away my fears, and cautiously enter the corral.

[DraconisSumeris]

the stallion raised his head and pawed the ground. he snorted then folded his ears back and ignored the human.

[Luna~tic]

I step towards him, "Hello there, handsome boy." I murmur, trying to see what his reaction would be.

[DraconisSumeris]

I step towards him, "Hello there, handsome boy." I murmur, trying to see what his reaction would be.

The stallion rears his head straight up and stars at the human. he flares his nostrils and bears his teeth in mock aggressiveness. he prances on the dusty ground, creating puffs of dry dust in the dry air.

[stoatkiss]

I carefully lean over the fence, watching the stallion. whistling once, I wait to see his reaction.

[DraconisSumeris]

I carefully lean over the fence, watching the stallion. whistling once, I wait to see his reaction.

the stallion flicks his ears toward the whistle, but for he most part he ignores it, focusing on playing to be aggressive toward the other human.

[235]

I step into the corral quietly holding out some sweet grain and bits of alfalfa. "Here boy." I call to him softly, I put my head down and pretend to wander about steadily inching to the stallion

[Kestrell]

I lean on the corral fence. Tossing an apple up and then catching it as it falls. I notice the stallion's beauty, a true desert horse. "Come here boy" I call quietly, hoping to earn his silent trust. I hold out the crisp red apple, knowing he must be hungry.

[DraconisSumeris]

I step into the corral quietly holding out some sweet grain and bits of alfalfa. "Here boy." I call to him softly, I put my head down and pretend to wander about steadily inching to the stallion

I lean on the corral fence. Tossing an apple up and then catching it as it falls. I notice the stallion's beauty, a true desert horse. "Come here boy" I call quietly, hoping to earn his silent trust. I hold out the crisp red apple, knowing he must be hungry.

the stallion prances slightly closer to the human with the apple, as he was hungery, but the juicy apple looked tempting over the strange grass.

(not much alfalfa grows in their climate so they most likely have not tasted it before X3)