The young Mustang stallion trotted onto the Ranch lands, head and tail held high as he began prancing. But his movements were soon stopped once he spotted the house, and his motions became wary and extreme. He immedietly reared onto his hindlegs, letting his forehooves tear through the chilly air. A screaming neigh echoed around as he came crashing back to the ground, and he then wheeled around on his haunches, bolting off before circling back arouund quickly and watching the house, his nostrils quivering intently.