.. And who the heck are you supposed to be?

The bull's tail flicked lazily behind him as his eyes narrowed slightly at the newcomer on the other side of the fences of Juan's flower field. His ears twitched and one of the tips lightly brushed against his left broken horn, slightly annoyed by the other's unwelcomed presence near the flower field, though he couldn't help but feel slightly curious about the newcomer. His hooves were firmly placed down on the green grass ground, a scoff escaped from his snout as he waited for a response.