Moonspear steal my sunshine

Mud flew onto her nose and neck as Meerkat demanded a kiss from the pair. Toad felt a sneeze coming, and she inhaled, holding her mouth open stupidly. She was practically smashed against Bronco; normally the warmth from him would be pleasant, but it felt odd due to his underbelly being slightly damp from running about in the dewey grass. She could feel his stiffness while Meerkat teased him, and once she did couldn't help but feel rather peculiar herself.

Toad had pretty much never been this close to a male who wasn't related to her. He moved about and tried to step over and around her, but instead she felt his warm, plush face against her chest. Warmth flushed through her face despite herself.

As he was apologizing and standing, she — ACHGHHHOO! Sneezed.
Excuse me, sorry, wow, haaaa.. her faux laugh trailed off and she wiggled away from him, flopping over to also find her footing and stand. She shook herself reflexively, flinging bits of mud very unfeminine-like. Finally, Toad had the opportunity to look over her mess of a "date". Though covered in mud, she could see he had a strong structure to him and was already coffee-coloured by nature, lovely chestnuts and chocolates running through his fur. His eyes were pleasant. Kind. Scars wrapped his snout, and she wondered about their source. Meerkat was right! You are handsome, she declared, having no qualms complimenting things how she saw them.

He was also, as she had suspected, probably too young for her. Not that she took issue with age. He was a cute enough boy that he should have no trouble snatching up a young filly of his choice.