MoXIE

Arabian minx entered the lands of Oak Prairie, curiosity etched into her finely crafted features. her mocha pools gazed over the thawing grass and shrubs. she daintily picked her way through the terrain, nares and flutes inhaling the scents and sounds of the other equines present in the vicinity. soft harkening is put forth for the lead caliph. moxie's quads ceased to propel her into the unknown land. moxie had stumbled into the land and it intrigue her, it symbolized true free will, the prairie did, and she liked it.

Soldier

SOLDIER was the new lead, seeing that this "Deadily Aim" had disappeared. his ears pricked forward toward the sound of a soft call. a new female, eh? Soldier pranced forward, aiming at the direction where the whinny emerged from.
THE stallion whickered a low, deep greeting when he set eyes upon the elegant female. he smiled brightly, bobbing his head slightly. "welcome. I am Soldier, head stallion of these lands. tell me, why wouls a fine lady such as yourself be here all alone?"
SOLDIER'S words were charming and friendly. he had every intention of having this mare in his herd.

MoXIE

the temptress' mocha pools did her trademark one over as the friesian captain came to a stop before her. her first impression of him was a good one. he didn't seem to be pushy or annoying, that was a plus. and as chance would have it, he was also lead material, having overwhelmed the former lead, whom she'd never met. harks absorb the males deep tunes and moxie returned her own. "i am moxie. i was hoping that i would be able to take up residence in the prairie, if you have no objections."