Wild, free, thats who we are, what we are. Need more mares!

[feyre.archeron]

Xena glanced over her shoulder at the mare, eyeing her wearily. But dropped her head and trotted forwards towards the river.

[Phantom's Opera]

Zahir smiled. "Great!" He started towards the lake.

Zanzibar nodded. "You should" he smiled at her.

[donovan.]

Spectrum looked at her flank, still a bit bloody. Then at Xena who looked like an Angel. She sighed, closing her eyes to block away tears.

[Phantom's Opera]

Zahr looked back at Spectrum. "Spectrum, I don't love a mare for their looks, I love them for the way they are."

[azhefa.]

Crimson rolls her eyes, "Just tell me your older than 3 years."

[Phantom's Opera]

Zanzibar smirked. "Five" He said and smiled.

[donovan.]

Spectrum looked up at Zahir, "How did you.... How did know thats what I was thinking about?" She snorted. She loojed away again, licking a scratch.

[Mae;]

((recap?))

[azhefa.]

Crimson shrugs, "Atleast your older than that colt."

[Phantom's Opera]

(Not much has happened)
Zahir shrugged. "You closed your eyes, and you had been thinking about that a lot, so I thought that's probably what you were thinking about"

Zanzibar smiled. "Does that mean yes? Or at least maybe?" he nodded. "And yes, three years is too young to run a herd."|