"I Will Walk 500 Miles" [Open!].

[buckbrazo]

The young stallion always wandered, ever since he'd left his herd a couple years back he'd been wandering the lands ever since. Trespassing, mainly. He didn't mean it. Brazo was only young and he didn't fully understand all of this territorial stuff that bigger, stronger and smarter stallions had on the younger horses. Whenever he was chased off the territory, Brazo just kept strolling back onto them, obviously with no knowledge of being chased away again. Now after having trespassed on a small herd and been chased away, he'd came to this place. It looked strange to him; willow trees were around, he'd never seen one of those before, only the big tall pine and conifer trees. Maybe there was water around he thought, and he was absolutely parched. Brazo had been trotting for about an hour now and he'd probably gone quite a distance; in one day he tended to trot tens of miles to wherever it took him, he wasn't picky. Brazo slowed down near a tiny brook that trickled by the flared out willow trees. The young stallion let his head hang down to his front hooves and then trace across the rippling water's surface. Minuscule droplets of clear aqua pura splashed against his velvet black muzzle, entering his nares, but he didn't mind. All he wanted right now was a long drink to quench his everlasting thirst.

After he'd gotten rid of that dreadful thirst, Brazo let his big chocolate brown eyes scan the area he was in, which bore trees almost everywhere. He must've been in a forest or a dense patch of trees. These trees definitely were weird, especially when a branch brushed against his neck and shoulder, the long leaves swaying delicately. Brazo perked his big donkey's ears up and he turned his head to look at the branch; when he moved it sprung back to it's place near the top of the willow tree. He almost jumped seeing as it had twined itself around his front leg. Now he wanted to know what it was, this weird plant. Brazo lifted his head up, stretched his neck out as tall as it could go and pushed up onto his hind legs. The appaloosa stallion grasped a spindly willow branch between his teeth and pulled, only to his surprise it sprang out from his muzzle and whipped him right in the face. Brazo landed with a thump on the ground and gave an irritated snort, hanging around this brook to see if there was anybody else nearby.

[breyercrazy52]

Tango snorted lightly as he walked he glanced up to spot a stallion. Tango was ready to fight if he needed to. He lowered his ehad to nibble on the sweet grass his eyes were still on the horse in case of a sudden attack. He tossed his head and walked up closer to the stallion he looked up, "Hello." He replied in a sturdy tone. He looked back over to the tree that was close to them. He pawed the ground so he could get a better angle at the grass. She ate it up. He Flicked his tail and nickered softly. His eye were alert ready for an attack he'd be ready. He Lifted his head and gazed back to a tree. a squrriel scampered up the tree. He looked back down at the grass and began to eat more.He waited for a reply as he ripped the blades of grass as her chewed them. The sweet grass burst with a bit of sweetness.

[buckbrazo]

Brazo turned around, looking up to see a stallion. He cocked his ears and tilted his head, ready to jump away if he made a move. Brazo was very slow and stood glued to the spot for a while with his tail up and his eyes looking the mysterious horse. After a few seconds, he managed to speak. "..... Hello," Brazo's voice was rather sluggish, "What's your name?" he almost jumped when the squirrel scampered up the tree near the two young stallions. "I'm called Brazo." Then his voice seemed to give a weak break as if he were a colt or something, but the appaloosa put on a stern look as if to look stronger. He lowered his head down to the grass and copied him for a moment, shaking his long mane and lifting his head back up, deepening his voice, "I mean, my name is Brazo." His attempt of seeming much more stallion-ish wasn't proving very well, mainly because this horse looked very stallion-ish and Brazo didn't want to be put down as a flimsy little colt.

[breyercrazy52]

"I'm Tango." He replied. The stallion munched on the grass looking at the stallion who was acting somewhat like a colt but, it was fine. He looked at the Stallion, "You're not from around here are you?" He asked looking at the stallion with a curious face. He lifted his head and cantered over to the water. He sipped the water lightly and walked back over to the stallion. He shook his head to get the flies off. He grazed on the grass as he waited for Brazo to reply. Tango looked up at the sky it was growing a bit darker. He Kicked one of his legs to get a flies off. why were they so bad this year? He asked himself in his head. He snorted and looked over to the water it trickled downwards and it was so clear you could see the tiny fish swimming against the current. He waited for the stallion's reply.

[buckbrazo]

Brazo twitched an ear, "Uh, um, nope," he replied as he returned his head back to normal, "I don't reckon I am, mister." He watched Tango for a while; it was like Brazo had brain damage or some sort of disease for the strange way he was acting, but he always acted like this around people, all twitchy and everything. "It's, uh, nice to meet ya', Tango." Brazo took a few steps back and lowered his head to the grass, taking a few hungry mouthful of it in his black velvety muzzle, then lifting his head back up, not really eating. The small blades of grass fell from his mouth back to the ground and he shook his mane. "So are you from around here?"

[breyercrazy52]

Tango nodded, "I am from around here." Tango said. He kept eating not wanting to really say were exactly he was from. He was thinking of things to change the subject. "Do you have a herd yet? Or one to join" The stallion asked That wasn't too stupid of a question was it? He bodded his ehad to ger a annoying fly off. He ate more. He'd move his head a bit to get a better patch of grass. He stopped at a ripe green patch that brust with flavor when he bit it. He carefulyl started to eat the grass. Tango neighed softly waiting for a answer hopefully Brazo wouldn't dislike him for being dark. Perhaps he was himself Tango didn't know but, hope they could get along for the time being. He lifted his head and reared. He sensed something. He stopepd and listened hopeing it was just a rabbit or something.