~Silence is Virtue~
Silence is Virtue loped along the edge of the forest. Holding his head close to his chest with an arch in his neck, lifting his legs up high, the signature stance of an Andalusian. There were other horses in the fields around him, but at this moment he didn't really care. It had been raining and thundering, but he had the protection of over head tree tops and the lightning never got close enough to become a possible threat. Virtue slowed to a march and ran his nose against the blades of dew-covered grass, tickling his nose as little water drops flew into his flared nostrils. He gave a little head shake and his thick, white mane flew into the air. It had been wet down onto his neck form the rain and now it was fluffy and flowed like there was no rain at all. He gave a little whinny of delight.
He had been a lone bachelor, and that needed to change.
"I'm sure there are plenty of lone mares here." He silently thought to himself.
He picked up a slow canter and raced along the forest's edge, glancing a few times into the field as he passed mares and stallions he'd never seen, but always giving a low neigh to show he was no threat.