"Afternoon, friend!" The stallion just stared at him, dead-set eyes wide with intensity, and his face expressionless. Tinker Tailor slowed down as he drew nearer to him. He was brown in colour with small patches of white in places, his mane a slightly darker shade of brown, dull blue eyes and, most curiously of all, a white square for a cutie mark. "You uh… You okay there?"