As the larger stallion approached me, I looked him over once before answering his question. He had better be the alpha, and not some random stallion from the herd pretending to be so. Terrible how some stallions would actually do that, no? Anyways, I gave one final glance past him before arching my neck to tuck my muzzle towards my chest in greeting. As the stallion got closer, it was though I got hit in the face with my Angel's scent, brought here from simply being around the bulkier stallion.
"Hello...My name is Krimzen Kayala, and yes, you may be able to help me. Not really something, I am looking for someone, and I have been for some time. Is there a stallion here named Criss? Well, of course he must be here, I can smell him, unless my sense of smell is mistaking me. And I don't believe I know your name, either."
I kept my manners as polite as I possibly could, now was not the time to truely 'be myself'. Otherwise, the brute in front of me would probably deny my entrance and send me on my way on the spot. But I wasn't going to leave until I could at least, see and talk with Criss...Possessive? Maybe a little, but doesn't a mare have a right to be? Stallions are like that all the time, why can't a mare?