Dunya makes his entrance...

[AapacheBrave]

Trotting through the emerald forest, he took great care to throw as many leaves into the air as he could possibly manage. His mind raced far ahead of his playful hooves, a dreamers thoughts. He could see it now, almost feel it surrounding him. A terra, unclaimed by another stallion. What a pleasure that would be. No constant pestering from his dam to leave and find a mate, no-one telling him what to do. Such great freedom.

Hi dug his pistons sharply into the ground as the trees suddenly parted. Nares quivering and orbs wide, he scanned the area with the excitement of youth. Seeing no-one there at first glance, he plunged forward, carefree as ever. Bouncing back on his quarters he stopped in the center of the clearing and looked around. He would rest here. But first, down to buisiness. He lowered his maw towards the ground, mane flying gracefully in the light breeze. Atleast the grass here was good.

[Spitz]

Tammy couldn't help but notice a scent that flooded her nares and it was certainly a stallion. She trotted until the beautiful buckskin mustang was in her sight and she sighed happily. "What brings such a dashing stallion like you here?" she said and flashed a smile. Tammy flicked her ebony tail and walked gracefully toward the stallion with the smile still printed on her face. She watched the stallion for a second and then stretched her neck and shook her mane.

The stallion was beautiful and she knew he was strong and couldn't help but feel over the moon he had come to her home and not anyone elses. She shut her eyes and breathed in the scent of the stallion and opened her eyes and breathed in the scent again. She would remember this scent forever so she could find him where ever he or herself went.

[AapacheBrave]

He pulled his crown up sharply as his harks picked up the sound of another horse. His orbs followed her gracefully trotting form as she approached. Listening carefully, he almost laughed at her words, a simple stallion like him, dashing? How strange! He smiled in return and shook his mane slightly to hide his amusement.
"I am travelling, searching I guess you would say. I am looking for a herd without a stag of its own, or any faes willing to join me in creating a new herd."

He watched her every movement carefully. Her beauty was unlike that of the horses from where he came. She was truly beautiful. Her gaits were purposeful, like a dance long forgotten. The gentle smile stayed to his maw as she came closer. Maybe this was his chance to gain a family?

Stepping slightly forward he lowered his head in what he hoped was a comforting gesture, although she seemed all but afraid of him.