Rib broken and barely able to walk he lays down. Luna just needed to get away from her every day life. He trots in and lays down to think of what he has done. The stallion canters in, rather disgusted with himself for coming to a place to think. He looks at her and approaches.
Nostrils flare, dark and soulless orbs seek the depths of the land.
Lowering dial, femme sniffs the ground, thick tail switching over muscular haunches. Please support our sponsors. All Rights Reserved.