Arthur stared at the kicking stallion in awe. His father grinned. "Do you like him my son?" Arthur nodded mutely.
The stallion Had a pale beige grey coat with long inky black mane and light that was so fine it seemed to float in the air. The end of his nose looked like it had been stained in pitch ink. And his legs were the same ink stain colour. "It will be your job to break him in son." Said Uther to Arthur. Arthur nodded and approached the bucking and rearing horse. 'What a beautiful creature' he thought. Suddenly the stallion stopped its ears flicked and it seemed to glance at the prince. It then gave an almighty wrench and freed itself and clattered up to Arthur puffing. Arthur stilled as the horse gazed at him. The stallion snuffled his chest the began licking Arthur's face.
Arthur gave out a laugh at the funny animal and patted the horse happily. 'What should I name you?' he thought.
'~Merlin~' the name floated in his head. "Merlin!" laughed Arthur as the stallion nuzzled his face.