Thersa comes for a Mate (Pegasus and Unicorn stallions welcome.)

[Guest]

Thersa

I land swifly on the ground. I sniff the air sensing the faint scent of stallions. I neigh loudly, my head held high, hoping someone will hear.

[Guest]

I sniffed the ground and air dantily. Wings perked high on my back to ward off predators such as winged wolves and other flying mythical creatures. My tan and mahognay hide hide me well in the small forest of trees shading me from the rain. I nickered toward the other Pegasus uni. Hoping she would join me out of the rain.