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Wakka found himself in a strange new land once more, the young, brightly coloured stallion had been born far from here, for the last 5 years he had done nothing but look for the land he would call home, living in a place just for a few weeks before moving on to a new place and a new adventure. He looked down at the lands from a heigh point on a hill, the cool breeze running through his wild, short mane, a smiling coming onto his black lips. Black eyes scanning for some sigh of life. Just because this was his first encounter with this strange new world, did not mean he would waste any time before having a little fun, or finding someone to have fun with.

Wakka had one rule in his life, love life, live long, love life. So the thought of finding a place to stay, or in fact any plan ahead of time was something he did not do. He seemed to get on somehow, something always seemed to tip in his favour. He climbed down from the hill, his hooves taking the first touch on the lush green grass, the first he had felt for a while since he came down here through the mountain route. A couple of weeks in the desert to be faced with the cold snow of the mountains had proven to be a challenge however it was cool to see how quickly the climate could not change, it was not boring to say the least.

His head held high, he looked up at the blue sky. Seeing a V of swans flying over head. He reared up onto his hind legs, letting out a loud neighing noise, as if to say hello to the place he would call home for now. He landed and trotted onward a spring in his step. Seeing what this new alien place had to offer a traveller like him.

Wakka stopped in his tracks, his little ears flicking as a returning call came to him, he looked in the direction of a stream not too far away from were the cry seemed to come from, taking a change in direction and bouncing over. He could tell by the voice, he was either going to be meeting a mare, maybe a very pretty one, or a foal, or a very very very gay guy. All of which he would not have a problem meeting, all could be fun in there own little way. More so the adults than the foals, he was into a more mature kind of play. He was soon by the river, the light and clear liquid flowed. However it seemed no one was here?

Was he dreaming, after looking around he then saw a small frame, one that blended into the grass very well. He tilted his head? was it a foal? no. It was a cute little usida mare. A wider smile came onto his face as the tall mare lowered his head down to her level, his dark yet bright eyes looking into hers. "Well hello there pretty, how are you today?" He greeted batting his eye lashes a little in the way he did. Tilting his head to one side in the manor a little lost puppy would. He did not want to scare the mare, he had to admit usida must be brave. Living with creatures double their size. Being picked on. He hated it. To him a usida mare was as beautiful and had the same potential as any other women.

Little fish jumped and splashed in the stream, and a cooling wind surrounded the two, to say the sun was beating down it was not warm, just nice. Every so often a ray catching them warming up Wakka's black fur, that had grown thick because of his mountain journy, he was a little warm, however he knew it would fall out eventually, most likely at the time he would need it once more. However he had gotten used to many climates by now. So he had learned not to complain, if you are cold imagine it a beach, if you are cold imagine a hot spring. If it is neither imagine yourself with a beautiful girl. That was always a pleasant day-dream.