Luneshale Pass Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

He could only snicker at her response. Tail waving, he looked her over with longing eyes. She looked healthy, strong. Her coat was just as beautiful as the first time he saw it, and her eyes carried a new sense of maturity. Something she had previously lacked.

He wished to bombard her with questions, but he knew better. Such actions would have him appear desperate, and while he certainly was, he knew that it would likely scare her off.