Mercedes and Casear

*apologize for my slightly shakey lineart*

Caesar strutted into the almost empty meadow where Mercedes was standing. He walked up to her, head held high walking a couple circles around her, almost as if he was inspecting her. Most mares might have felt a little uncomfortable or intimidated by the situation. Mercedes just stood there giving him a slightly teasing look. He must have liked seeing that, because he seemed to have a small smirk on his face.

art and Mercedes (c) me
Caesar (c)