The stallion smiled at the new mare, and wondered if he should tell her of the death that had happened here. He shifted his weight on his legs and then nodded to himself before he spoke to her. "A foal was killed here a year ago. He was standing under one of these trees and a coconut fell upon his skull and cracked it. The coconut killed the foal, but after three days of him bleeding inside and a little from the open skull wound." He looked sadly over to an open spot between two trees and remembered that was the spot where the colt had spent his last, yet long, days.

The sun rose a little higher into the bright, blue sky. The sun was already warming the stallion's bay coat, and it wasn't even noon. He took a deep breath and he knew it was going to be a warm day, from the already warm air he breathed in. He blinked as he cantered along, keeping his forelock and the flies out of his brown orbs. He tossed his mane again, shooing the flies away from him, as he came to the border of the land.

He stopped to a stand still, from a canter, and looked at the large palm-trees that were lined up in a row. He shook his head as he tried to think of how the palm-trees were line up so straight. He turned to the black female and wondered aloud, "I wonder how these palm-trees became like this, so straight in a row?" This sentence was more of a question toward the female, but he didn't expect her to answer it. He looked down at all of the fallen coconuts. He shook his head and remembered one of the dead foals, that was born a year before. The foal had come over to the palm-trees and had been hit in the head by a coconut and was killed, but he didn't tell this to the new female.

Sure. That would be fine. Just reply to the thread I have going in the Luakini Landstrip.

The bay stallion chuckled and nodded. "Yes, I will show you where the border is. Though you can see it from here." He told Lehu as they walked in the short grass. He pointed with his muzzle toward the long row of palm-trees that was the border of the land. He tossed his black mane into the air, and then took off, his long legs carrying him at a canter toward the palm-trees.