Soul: He smiled happily "Thanks... i guess" he said smiling like a little foal... "Well... would you like to go on a trot so we can learn a little bit more about each other"
{{Thank you!}} Sarge stepped up to the edge of the cliff, looking down at all the mares. He took a big whiff before charging down the side of the hill and into the clearing. He shook his golden mane out, whinnying. (sp?)
Nekalti trotted beside him. "Hm... tough choice. A soft red maybe?" She swished her tail, sending her heat scent flowering out around her unintentionally.
Sarge looked at Star, unsure of how to approach her. He didn't want to seem forceful, but he wanted to meet her. "Hello," he called timidly, staying where he was.
"I'm Sarge," he said, taking a small step towards her. Not enough to be obviously noticable. "What's your name?" He suprised himself; he wasn't normally this bold with mares.