JNferrigno mustang stallion Bid

***STORY***
"I've never seen a mustang this easy to work with, Regina," Alexandria smiled as the newcomer dragged his eyes about the stall aisle, sniffing at everything and brushing his soft muzzle against the surface of the wood. His long, greasy tail swayed back and forth in a confused manner as his blue eyes shifted from one place to another. Several grooms working at the barn observed the horse from a safe distance but they all seemed rather mesmerized by his attitude and posture. A couple of mares at the end of the barn whinnied as he passed by and he tugged back on the white leather lead that kept him in sync with his handler, the red-headed Irish trainer of the name Regina.
"Easy, Mustang; your stall isn't in this aisle. You must follow me," He shifted his eyes back onto Regina's back and clobbered along, pausing every several seconds to sniff the air and several times to paw at the ground and look around for 'danger'. Regina turned around, hoping that she would be lucky enough to manage just a single stroke, but the horse withdrew as quickly as he came. Alexandria laughed, but inside felt a deep sorrow. Regina, being only 23 years old, was the youngest trainer in the stable, meaning that she bonded with short-term residents quickly. Within days though, the new mustang would be sent via plane to the Whisper Gate owned rescue and wild horse ranch in Ocala, Florida, where the mustang would be named and further cared for and trained alongside others. As he was placed into his stall, Ottalaust turned his head and sniffed the new horse. The mustang flung his ears back, but leaned forward again, this time accepting his neighbor.
"Well, I guess that those two are going to get along just fine, don't you think?" Alexandria smiled to her Irish friend, but was almost too shy to say what reality would be. The mustang moving to the other barn wasn't such a big deal for the rest of the staff, but breaking away from the mustang would be a huge task for Regina. She just loved him so much