The sound of soft troting hooves could be heard as the cresent moon lit up the sky of Manehattan. The dark coated mare behind said hooves was calmly heading towards the park as she suddely spotted thi... View MoreThe sound of soft troting hooves could be heard as the cresent moon lit up the sky of Manehattan. The dark coated mare behind said hooves was calmly heading towards the park as she suddely spotted this thick coated stallion. Pauseing in her steps and wearing this admireing, some may say even shocked, expression upon her face.