Exploring was another one of a Pirate's many jobs to do, it held a simple passion that made a pirate who he was. Though pirates mostly explored the seas, land could always be an exception, which was exactly why Corsair was in the Deep Forest. Exploration.

The burnished rabicano trotted lithely through the woods, taking careful notice of every twig and rock and tree. He had come this far in life without getting lost, and he wasn't about to start now, although the sea often called his name. It sang and whispered in his ears at all times, softly expressing a yearning for the handsome stallion. Then again, who wouldn't yearn for such an attractive scallywag?

Corsair paused for a moment, a new scent drifting to his senses. Definitely horse. Definitely female. He smirked, starting to move forward more slowly this time, but still head his dark head high. Corsair was entranced by mares, it had been a while since he had spoken to one. Now it was time for some fun.

The mare was a pegasus, roughly a year or two older than himself. She was a slender arabian with golden tobiano colorings. This lass was elegant, her head lifted to a rare exposed patch of light in the forest. He admired her simplistic beauty, slowly approaching her with soft blue eyes.

"Good 'ay, lass. What brings ye to the Deep Forest?" Corsair spoke with a thick accent, but was no less warm. He held his head high, hovering a good deal above the golden mare. The mahogany old salt continued to smile down at her, flipping his long, dark forelock out of his eyes. The motion rippled through his neck, slightly stirring his mane and corks. The move was flirtatious, but intended.

Corsair wasn't here to simply chat.

"talk talk talk"

Take what you can, give nothing back.

Corsair stopped walking to the mare, but was comfortably close to her, their sides apart by only a foot. The mare, Azura she had said her name was, had a rich voice overflowing with kindness. He liked it. Then again, Corsair liked most mares.

"Name's Corsair," He spoke, a smile dancing on his dark lips, "I was just explorin' tha Deep Forests o' Heloiva." A wistful look came upon his deep blue orbs as the moonlight ever-so-slightly illuminated Corsair's coat. He was, in a word, majestic, corks swaying in the wind and eyes looking as if you could dive right into them.

"I'm a Pirate, an' we like to adventure. 'Specially places so beau'iful as Helovia," Corsair said with a smirk, his orbs now transfixed on Azura, "but not quite as beau'iful as ye, love." There was no mistaking it. Corsair had directly addressed Azura. He found that he couldn't take his eyes off of the dusty golden tobiano pegasus. Her simple elegance was enchanting, something he had always been attracted to.

Corsair stood patiently, gazing at the mare. He genuinely hoped she wouldn't take the comment the wrong way, she was truly beautiful in the moonlight. Oh, heck, she'd be beautiful even in the sunlight.

"talk talk talk"

Take what you can, give nothing back.