Visiting Xander.

I open the stable doors to the familiar scent of horses. I had grown to adore this scent. I walked down the aisle looking at the winged horses until I came to Xander, an all black male with light blue eyes. I loved his eyes so much because they were bright and stuck out, kinda like my hair and talents. I smile as he came up and sniffed my hair. I patted his silky nose and said "silly boy." I grab his halter an lead rope to take him outside.