Averting his eyes to the mare, his look lingered upon her dappled figure for a little bit. Beauty was in the eye of the beholder, and though Arrane thought that most mares were stunning, Hella was gorgeous. An ivory mane framed beautiful, clear blue eyes that gazed straight ahead with a determined ferocity. The mare seemed like a warrior princess, beautiful and graceful, yet ready to leap into battle at moments notice. Laughing along with the two of them, Arrane felt a flicker of hope within him, looking at the dappled mare, and grinning along with Abishia.
//not finished. But y'all can continue if you like (Just a heads up, I was going to have Arrane (not violently :3) agree with Hella on how Equines were a marvel of the world. )