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The stallion tugged his head when he sensed another presence, cocking it as his ears swiveled to catch the sound of a new beat that had entered the song of the rain. Deeper and more prominent then that of the sound of the rain falling against his hide, like that of a steady drum leading solders in their march, counting out each beat as it slowly grew closer. The beat of hooves against solid ground acted like an accompanying base to the lighter tones of the rain.
Apache listened to the sound with muted curiosity, his feeling s about this approaching creature were mixed. On one hand he welcomed another to join him and share in this natural beauty, while on the other he wished to be alone to savor this moment in silence. Ears turning back to listen to the stallion Apache resigned himself to having company. What was to be done, it was not like he had any right to ask the fellow to leave.
This land was not his and he had to right to hog the beauty for himself. Might as well make the best of it and be friendly toward the stallion instead, it would be rude not to after the paint had already made an attempt to be civil. With that little dilemma solved he turned to face the stranger, offering a friendly nod of greeting.
"It could very well be a beautiful day, fore the moon remains in the sky at all hours, watching over the world in the sun's absence." He replied, "But that is not what you asked is it. I was merely wandering when I stumbled across this meadow and was struck by the beauty of the way the moon plays upon the droplets of water as they tumble from the heavens."
He smiled, casting a glance up toward the moon as she smiled down upon them, before returning his gaze to the unicorn. "Apache Renoen." he offered with a titled nod of his head. "Tell me stranger, what brings you here on this fanciful day, or evening?" Settling most of his weight on his right side he lowered his head cocking it to allow himself to still view the unicorn as he stretched the muzzles in his neck and shoulders.
Walk "Talk!" Think
@[Castiel]
