.:* Poseidon *:.
He felt her gentle touch and sighed, lowering his head, his gaze focused on little Maria. She was so lively, so spirited. She reminded him of his own daughter, which only made him more protective of her. He trusted Red's instinct. The large mare had maternal instincts, and great leadership skills. He most certainly trusted her every decision. The stallion followed close behind her, completely aware of their surroundings. " Maria, don't go too far ahead. " Poseidon nickered as she began to get ahead, before turning with Red towards the trees. It was just his own parental instincts at work now.