It is a white horse that has black mane.

Dark evil eyes flashed from under a thick black mane.

He was dark reddish brown with a black mane, tail, and lower legs.

Turning away, she stretched her hands through the mare's black mane.

It has short horns, a black mane, and a bunch of long hair on the throat.

He was not white like her fellow space travelers, but a deep red color with a rich black mane.

Conan shrugged, ran a hand through his black mane, and laughed.

Taking hold of the black mane, he vaulted to the horse's back.

At his side walked a huge lion with a long black mane.

Its black mane was like a repetition of Fuchsia's hair.