[Evil Tink]

Solomon kept his distance, sensing the horse's distress right now. The quarter horse was a fine stallion, but he had a feeling Holden this this because of Rilov. He was proud of Holden though, he certainly did pick out a wonderful horse. "Stallions are fine..they're just harder to control than Mares. He is rather stunning. Boy's got some muscles on him."

Solomon quickly grabbed hold of the young stallions panicking mind, trying to settle him, "I would suggest you lead him to a stall Holden. He isn't responding very well to me. I will work with him, of course, and let him adjust to my presence. He'll be a bit loud until Rilov and Zeze get here..should be the end of the week when they get here. Although, now I guess would be a good time to present you with your 21st birthday gift. And just so you know, you copied me."

He placed his fingers to his lips and whistled loudly for two seconds. It startled the young stallion in the trailer, causing him to snort and try to rear. Solomon quickly began working to calm him down, "At least, he won't be alone."

Moments later, a bright copper colored horse came galloping around the corner of the pasture's shelter. The horse came to a stop quite a distance away from the fence, still unsure of Solomon's presence. Solomon extended his arm, as a matter of presenting the horse as it nervously trotted side to side. Solomon gently entered it's mind, sending a calming feeling over her as well as the stallion. "Her name is..well..undecided right now. I thought you'd like to name her. She is a 3 year old Appaloosa, not only that, she's extra special since Appa's are usually spotted beyond belief, to say. See?" He pulled out a print out from his pocket, showing Holden the traditional brown/white/grey spotted coloring Appaloosa's generally had. "Like I said, you copied me."