**Let's bring em in -herd-

[THC]

A N U B I S!

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The painted stallion sighed softly. It'd been so long since he'd last seen his only mare, Razorblade, and their daughter, Aerowen. It wasn't until semi-recently that he'd found them again. It had been a memorable reunion and he had missed the rose grey Arab to say the least. He knew his twin daughters were now of age and able to leave the nest. He hadn't seen Calita around much and he assumed that she was out exploring the world and hoped she'd find what she was looking for. Aerowen on the other hand, he had no idea about. She was probably doing the same. It had been nice to see his daughters rejoice at seeing each others again and he was glad that the sisters were close, seeing as how they only ever had each other in a way.

It'd still been too long since he last saw Razorblade. He missed the scarred mare incredibly much. Then again, he also missed having a herd. He knew it was his fault for not being out there and trying to get more mares. The painted stag stamped a fore hoof in frustration. His ebon auds pinned and a fierce expression overcame his features. That was it. He was going to get more mares and he was going to rebuild his herd. He was tired of living alone and not being able to lead. He had his own large land and he wanted to fill it. He lifted his auds just slightly, his gaze looking out into the water. He was just so tired of being lonely. Stallions weren't meant to be lonely.

Getting a feeling of anxiousness, he lifted his maw into the air and let out his call. He knew only Razorblade would come. Possibly Aerowen and Calitha if they were within the land boundaries, but he doubted it. For now, he would sit and wait. He glanced down at his hooves who where half buried in the sand, smirking softly. He was ingenious and his plan was foolproof.

ooc; haha Anubis cracks me up ^^[/color][/center]

[Vantha {in college}]

The rose gray mare stood calmly. She'd been watching Anubis, wondering if perhaps she should ask for another foal, or perhaps foals, since her fillies had left. She wasn't lonely, but she'd grown used to having a tag-a-long, and no stallion in their right mind would follow after a mare 24-7, unless he was seriously disturbed. The other deterrent to the arabian was that it was getting close to winter and she would not risk her child's life for her own sake.
Her fluted harks flicked forward when she heard Anubis' call. She only waited a couple moments noting that no other mare came forward. Did that mean she was the only one? Guess so. Oh well, not that it mattered to her.
She opened her maw and released her own call before moving forward into a graceful trot, scars pulling her hide into awkward positions.
She slowed to a halt once she was close to the painted stallion and nodded her dial, a small and very gentle smile creased her maw ever so slightly. "Well hello." She said quietly, watching him calmlPr