He was given a headache due to the many horses and their scents. His sense of smell was heightened, and so he could smell much better than any usual horse.
Tingal turned away from the gathered horses and set off."Good-bye, strangers alike."He whispered gently."And good-bye, young foals, may your lives be full of happiness."Tingal trotted away, gazing back just once to see the many friends and family of the mare greeting her and speaking with her. This was something Tingal could never have. He could never have friends or family. He flicked his ears back in saddness and sorrow before leaving the horses to socialize.
OOC: Tingal has left the thread.
Word Count: 165