Hoshor Plains [m]Begonia

in response to her scent Maplesmoke lifted his lip and took a deep draught of it, and then shook out his mane as if he had ingested something that he particularly liked; he had not experienced being the chosen one among mares before, and it was certainly empowering.

as fancy drew away from him he pursued, obviously. maybe a little too eager, and not understanding the game she played. he whickered to her and as soon as he was close enough to reach out his neck, he nipped and nosed at her rump as if to coax her to slow down.