"Idiots, the lot of them. Some Pegasi and Equines are like that too, but there are many good horses here. Kind horses, horses that aren't racist. I myself am not racist, and I would readily defend the two of you against one of my kind." He voice seemed to go deeper, the accent getting stronger, as he spoke with conviction.
Sighing quietly, he thought, I wonder if she sees how the poor lad is looking at her. He's obviously head over heels for her. Perhaps if I leave, they'll bond...? It's always nice to see new love here in Helovia. Makes me feel like I'll find someone one day...
The stallion brought himself gracefully over to the stream and lowered his head, taking a long drink from the cool, clear water, and then straightening up, black horns shining in the light. His dark eyes glittered as he leaped the stream, mane and tail streaming behind him for an instant before his hooves hit the ground and his ebony hairs settled into their proper places once more.
They trailed on the ground as he moved around, pushing the grass down into three comfy beds before leaping the stream again and looking at the two. "Our night here, should all of us stay, will not be uncomfortable." He told them, smiling a little.