He expected another two legged or some odd creature to be in this territory, but for once fate was proving him wrong, as he saw... Another equine. The stallion tips his head to the side, confusion sparking in his eyes at the rather odd color scheme of the fellow creature. Perhaps it came from some other wild place, and they all looked like that? The leader of the Cimarron trots closer to the equine, brow arching down at the sight of odd appendages protruding from the other's back. Those looked like wings...?
Spirit whinnies to the other in greeting as he gets closer, before sniffing around him, and then lifting his head up near the wings, examining them. Teeth carefully clench lightly around feathers, as the buckskin lifts one of them up, before letting go, and snorting to the other in confusion.