Hawk shakes his head, "They were too scared to even show themself."

Silver goes back to the other meadow with the stallion and cautiously approaches him stopping a few feet away.

Hawk had gone back to grazing but looked up as he heard approaching hoofsteps. He turned and saw the new stallion.

Silver stands there with silver white hair and a cream/white Silver coat with one emerald and one violet eye.

He observed the stallion and turned and took a few steps towards him, standing tall. "May I help you," he asked in a stern tone.

Silver doesn't respond and starts grazing on the grass and flicking his tail.

(Heading to bed, will be back on tomorrow)

He narrows his eyes and trots forward, trotting around the stallion. He examined the stallion's colors, height, and any other features.

Silver is small and doesn't have very much muscle and is more built for speed and stamina and light on his feet.

Hawk stops a step away from the stallion and stares at him. "Who are you," he asked the stallion.

Silver sighs.