Tatter had been grazing idly in the fields, waiting for his mate Mango to arrive. It was just another day for him, playing the solitary stallion and making a point of being away from the rest of his "family". It's not that he didn't like them all... he was just... different... and with such an enormous difference in personalities he found that their presence started to grate on his nerves after awhile.
He sighed in contentment as the breeze whipped through his mane and raced along his hide. He never got over the wonderful sense of freedom it gave him, just being alone in an empty field with the wind rushing around him... wait... that wasn't another Serian was it?
His mouth twitched and the corners curled up into a small smile, something that rarely happened unless Tatter was truly amused or happy. But the freedom of the fields had put him in a good mood, and he decided that perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad idea to be social.
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Hello, he said politely, nodding his head in welcome towards the strange spiked mare.
You look as if you're looking for someone or something... may I help?
(Poor Tatter... *laughs* He honestly has no idea that he's going to join a different circle... *chuckles*)