Sunset Stables

[The Piebald]

It seemed that once again, his actions had been taken with little resistance, and her reaction that brought the attention he desired drew an eager bobbing of his head, lowering it as her hands rested around his muzzle. Feeling the soft breath into his nostrils caused them to quiver briefly, before his nose pressed to her own, exchanging his own breath in a kind of reply. Her touch soon moved upwards to his ears, and his cranial mass lowered slightly to allow simpler access to such receptors. They flickered in a brisk response to her movement, before a light glutteral rumble signified how he liked such physical contact. The equine’s banner flickered contentedly against his flanks and hind quarters, before a casual snort was released through his nasal passages, again turning to bump her shoulder lightly with a lust for attention, hazel gaze flickering to her face.

Paying no mind to the momentary tilting of the mustang’s skullage, his gaze turned to look emotionlessly over the ground below them, eying the wall of the stable a few times, hand still rubbing over his neck. There was, however, confusion as the filly extended her head towards him, and as he felt the equine’s lips brush against his hand, his head raised to face her, giving an amused raise of the brow. As she continued her little experiment, the human gave a quick chuckle, tensing his knuckles for a moment to allow her to have a look at them, before raising one finger to gently stroke the softer spot between her nostrils and her lips.