<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #400080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Iris Delecroix</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1155.photobucket.com/albums/p543/Rikasha16/Stuff/632697-anneoa017864.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/>Iris got a chuckle out of the way the stallion was behaving but Sapphire didn't seem to notice. Maybe she was being just as stubborn as he was being but Iris was sure that the mare would grow to like the wild stallion.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Well alright. Don't worry i'm sure he will be fine. Maybe she will set a good example for him and make him want to behave."</span>She said then pet Sapphire on the head before having the horse take off at a decent pace. She didn't worry about the horse following since it was true, as long as he could stay close to the mare then he would be fine.<br/><br/>However Sapphire soon stopped on her own and looked back at the large stallion, as if she was waiting on him to catch up to her.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Well maybe she's already taken a liking to him, or she's just teasing him but either one is a step in the right direction."</span>Iris didn't seem to mind it since her old horse had a mind of it's own sometimes so it was nice to see that Sapphire was the same in the sense. Thankfully she wasn't as wild but she did get her point across one way or another without having to do much at all.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8040FF">"So Hector, we certainly did talk about a lot the day before. Feels like we covered everything, the most I an say right now is that I hope you slept well last night. I did but then again I was eager for us to go out again today."</span>