Duke perked his ears forward, kind of surprised, but says, "Okay." He then steps forward in front of the two and thinks for a moment. "Can't you think any faster," Wither teased and Duke glared at her. "Oh hush," he says before his eyes widened and says, "oh! I got one!" Duke hesitates for a moment before lifting his head high, tossing his main, and beginning to trot around with his eyes closed. His movement was not like the moves of a wild horse and instead of a different one. "Oh wait I know this one," Wither says, "it's- uh.. Shoot what's the word.."

West stared at Duke. What the... what was he doing? "Are you a Dressage horse...?" He asked quietly, a confused expression on his face. To West it looked like a snooty blind mare... but he didn't say that. He failed to keep a snicker in at that thought.

Duke stopped when West said the answer and nodded, "Yep! I still have no idea why those horses like to hang around humans so much. They are just so weird and it must feel uncomfortable to carry them around all of the time." Duke then walks over so that West could take his place. "I suck at remembering words like that," Wither giggles, "but I do agree that those horses must be miserable carrying around those humans. At least they get shelter and food though."

West shook his head. "Oh boy... now I have to think up something." He muttered sarcastically, thinking for a moment. He and absolutely no idea what to do... so he did what he knew. West scrunched up his face to where he showed his teeth, trying to crouch slightly and slowly creep forward, as if ready to spring

Wither thought for a moment and glanced over to see Duke thinking too. "Is it a wolf," she asks West, "or a different kind of dog?" -It could also be a cougar- she thinks -but cougars don't show their teeth that much unlike wolves.- Duke chimes in and says, "I think it's one of those hunting dogs that humans use. I've seen that a couple of times and they act like that." Wither tried to think of what she would act out if her guess was correct.

West shook his mane. "Yes it's a wolf. My imagination isn't running free today." He chuckled, nodding at Wither before walking to go stand by Duke. West, at the moment, could only remember things to act like that he saw a lot, or that was important. Predators, important. He thought of acting like WATER but decided that was even more idiotic... West kind of wished he could think of more things.

Wither stood and walked in front of the two. After a moment of thought she lowered her head to the ground and pawed at it while breathing heavily out of her nose. She then made a small charge forward before lifting her front hooves off the ground some and slamming them back down with a snort. -Hopefully they get this- she thinks -besides this animal lives around here quiet a bit. The humans own them too.-

West looked at her for a Moment. His nose twitched.. then he murmured, "Cow, or bull?" ... hesitantly. He shifted his weight. This game was a good way to take horses minds off things. He was very happy about that. West tilted his head and waited to see if He was right

Wither nodded, "It was a bull. Technically a bison bull, but just a bull is fine." She walked over to take West's spot and looked over to see Duke upset that he hadn't gotten the answer. "It was pretty obvious too," Duke muttered before saying to Wither with a gleam in his eyes, "but it was a good choice for you to act out Hot Head." "Will you hush," Wither says nudging him hard with a giggle.

West shook his head and rolled his eyes at the two bickering, slowly moving in front again. While he was walking he tried very hard to think up something... good. West flicked his ears. He might have got it. The stallion cantered in a wide circle, making sure his mane blew back. He moved his head up and down gently, and tried to make it as smooth as possible. -boy... there is no way they get this one- he thought