Blossomforth wandered away from the others, heading toward the river. With a warm breeze blowing, it would be lovely to have cool water close by and the shade of some tall trees. She could rest a while, maybe graze a little. Maybe even nap.
But when she got to the riverbank, she forgot her plans entirely. How could she be expected to remember with a sight like that. Why, he demanded attention! Commanded it, in fact. She stepped toward him without really thinking, words already coming to her lips.
"Sir? Oh sir, I hope you don't mind me saying, but you are about the happiest colored stallion I ever did see."
