Sakhmet and SethThe ghost light techfahl stallion reared, his white markings of bones shone in the evening sunlight. His mane and tail, flapping about in the cool evening breeze shone. With a soft grunt he reared again and spun around. With a quick glance at the mare, a beautiful Trinity coloured horse with shiny ash coloured hair, white boned markings and a fiery red mane and tail he snorted. His tactics weren't working. Maybe being the mysterious one of the group wasn't such a great idea. It usually meant that he was ignored and in this situation he didnt want to be ignored. Stomping his fore foot in annoyance he glanced at the mare again and froze