tango is looking for a stallion (shes in heat)

i trot in and whinny i flick my tail letting out a sent hoping a stallion ether herd me or can smell me

i walk into the meadow and begin to graze. i lift my graceful friesian neck and smell the warm breeze. i walk over to you. how are you? and why is such a pretty mare alone?

i dance around with your cent waiting for your reply, my head is spinning you are so gorgeous!

i smile "hi im tango who are you?"

my name is zorro

i clear my head and gaze at you thoughtfully

(tango has a mate now)

oh who?