Artic Sun, How Warm It Is{{pg}}

[Datura]

Artic Sun cantered between the trees, the warm spring sun dappling on his back. He stopped when he entered a clearing. This would work nicely. He walked into the sunshine, neighing his presence to any mares around. Artic knew some would have to come; he was handsome and muscular. Perfect traits for a foal. Artic brought his maw down to the ground and grazed, keeping an eye out for any lone mares though. He swished his tail, trying to get the flies of his broad bay back. Artic loved that it was warm now but the flies sure could be annoying. He stamped his foot in anticipation, he would be covering mares very soon. Spreading his fantastic, purebred blood line onto foals. More foals than he had alreaady sired, of course.

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The putrid smell of sex was heavy on the air, mingled with the scents of testosterone-charged stallions and mares. This place brought back old memories, though she hadn't been here in quite some time. When she was quite young indeed, at the ripe age of two. She had no idea what drew her here; maybe it was the thought of going back to a time before everything went wrong? She knew she was going to feel extremely guilty after she left here, but she wasn't hindering her search as she wandered through the tightly-woven trees, concealing any lovers from prying eyes. A whinny from near by drew her attention, and her ears pricked as she assessed the scent that reached her nose. After a moment's hesitation, she nickered gently in response, pausing in the wood, waiting to see if the stallion would take her offer or move on.

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[Datura]

Artic Sun looked up at a mare's whinny from nearby. After a moments thought, he walked towards the mare that had called out to him. Artic soon found her, she was a pretty, blood bay mare. She was shorter than him, but then again many were. "Hello, Miss. My name is Artic Sun. May I ask your's?" Artic said, his baritone voice as smooth and sweet as honey. He knew how to talk to mares. He had enough experience at it. Artic swished his tail, assessing the mare more now that he was closer. She really was a beauty. A perfect mother for the foal that would result from this pairing. Artic looked around out the corner of his eye, apparently no one mares would be coming. That was a shame, but he could always find more later.

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Arrow's eyes turned their attention to the figure that soon made it's way through the trees to her. The stallion that stood there was slightly taller than her, but not overly so that he towered over her. Still, the sight of a stallion in a place like this made her confidence waver, and made her want to reconsider her decision to romp around with someone. He projected confidence, which labeled him easily as a womanizer. She could only hope that he didn't carry any diseases. Trying to strengthen her resolve as he looked her over, she offered a smile. "Hello, Arctic Sun. My name is Arrow," she replied, her voice a soft and friendly coo, as if she were speaking to a young foal. She couldn't get the grumpy mumble out of her voice, so the next best thing was to talk like that.

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"It is nice to meet you, Arrow." he said, bowing his head to the mare. Artic could see her confidence waver and it made him wonder. Apparently she handnt been around a place like this for a while. That could be either good or bad; it could make her want to breed because she hadnt had a foal in a while or make her nervous becasue she hadnt had a foal in a while. Artic hoped for the former. The fewer sibling the foal would have the better. It only amde the bloodlines less diluted. "Whats a mare like you doing alone in a palce like this?" he asked, cocking his head a little to the side as he awaited her awnser.

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Arrow nodded in response, still keeping up the smile on her lips. Occasional flutters of nervousness rose through her, though she knew she had nothing to worry about. This stallion seemed nice enough, and after this, she would never see him again. She had no idea if he was just searching for a one-night-stand, or a dam for his foal. Either way, it didn't matter. She blinked as he spoke again, and she slightly shrugged her shoulders. "Same reason most others are here for; sex," she replied rather bluntly, eyeing him. "Isn't that what you're here for?"

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Arrow's blunt reply brought a smirk to his lips. "Well, yea." Artic said, nodding his great head. He saw Arrow eyeing him and walked closer to her, smiling gently at her. Artic breathed in her scent slowly, savoring the moment. He hadnt ensured the continuation of his blood line for a while. Now Artic was back in the saddle, and he was going to be alot more active soon. Winter was over, and the breeding season has begun. Let the floodgates open. And Artic would be caught in the waters, just as other stallions would certainly be. "Would you allow me to fulfil your expectations?" Artic asked, sidling up beside the blood bay mare.

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Arrow's ears flicked on her head, displaying her insecurity, but otherwise she kept her composure and stood where she was, giving no further indication of how she really felt. She watched him as he took in her scent; it was spring, and she'd come into heat, but it didn't matter. It was practically impossible of her to conceive, so she wasn't worried about getting pregnant. And if she did, she would love the foal with every fiber of her being, just like she did her last, before she had lost her to wolves. Shaking her thoughts off of that, she smiled as he spoke and sauntered up to her. "Be my guest," she said, turning her body slightly to offer her rear to him.

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Artic Sun almost laughed. It was all too easy. He didnt even have to woo her all that much. Artic ran his nose along her quarters, and up her back. He began to circle her, slowly making a complete circle around her. He would take his time with this one. But one whiff of her scent made him act otherwise. He brought himself up onto her back, covering her slowly but surely. There just had to be a foal from this breeding. When he was done, Artic stepped back. He walked up to Arrow's front and nuzzled her neck before walking back into the trees without one backward glance at the blood bay mare.