Walking along in the thick woods, he heard another equine walking nearby. A familiar body found itself in his sight, and Arrane recalled the mare he had met in the Threshold. A flirtatious, yet friendly smile played upon his maw as he approached the irritated lady--judging by her curt smirk. At first, he wasn't flirtatious to her because he was on a duty--a job to help his herd. But now, joyful and wanting to make friends, he just wanted to flirt just a little with the beautiful mare.
"Hello, I believe we have met before", cyan eyes twinkled in the dim light, his pale body seeming ghostly in the damp aura of the forest. "You might remember me from the Threshold?" Playfully flicking his tail, he stood still awaiting what the mare had to say...Tatum was her name, right?