Westwood stared blankly at the mare, flicking an ear. "Pff. That ain't what we need you for!" He neighed with a laugh. "This ain't a stud farm, y'know. Hell, we probably ain't even staying here much longer." The quarter horse nickered with a snort, swishing his tail.
Billy walked over to the palomino mare and snatched hold of her halter. "Oh stop flirtin' and get your tail over here." He muttered to her as he tugged her head to make her turn around.