~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

He stayed where he was, but turned sharply as Bailey picked up the reins and turned him toward the farm.

"I figured."

(Did you want the black or palomino foal?... :p)

Lu perked her ears, and watched him and his human leave.

She nodded and turned around to care for her foals. Dennis then lead him away.
 
(Black. :p)

She urged the stallion into a gallop, soon reaching the farm.

He snorted, following Dennis.

('Kay. Though how could an Arabian foal be palomino when that's almost impossible for a purebred? :p)

Dennis pet his neck, before turning him out in his paddock again. His new companion, a gelding, ate from a net of hay inside of their shelter.
 
(In Arabians it is really just a diluted chestnut.)

He trotted over to the gelding, curious about this new arrival.


(Ah, makes sense.)

The gelding turned to him, with a mouthful of hay. He was a young horse, who seemed to be recently gelded, and appeared to be a sorrel Quarter Horse with a large white blaze going down his face.
 
The old man of a stallion came up behind him. "Who're you?"

As Bailey entered the main part of the farm she slide off Shetan, heading off in search of Dennis.
 
The old man of a stallion came up behind him. "Who're you?"

As Bailey entered the main part of the farm she slide off Shetan, heading off in search of Dennis.


"I'm Sakima," he said, after swallowing his mouthful of hay. "How about you?"

Dennis had just gone inside.
 
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