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Quote: Vasch nickered, backing up a little to stand closer to Ebony. "Something weird's going on..." he whispered. "There's a mare off in the distance and a foal ran past, and I could have sworn I saw or at least smelled a stud."
Ebony;s ears flicked around. "Hmm... we didn't come into a territory.. did we?" "I... I thought about that, but no, I don't think we did, the mare and stallion don't really seem to be together," he said, narrowing his eyes into the distance. "H-hey look," Ebony tipped her ears forward. "The stallion is leaving." He watched the stallion carefully, his head turning to follow him. "Huh..."
( Oh.)
Vasch perked his ears and pranced a few steps closer to Yishka. He flagged his tail a bit in interest. (Since Yishka is a foal/filly still I just call her that sometimes)
Yishka's ears pointed forward, swiveling in interest. She trotted a few steps closer, just enough to stretch her small head out and sniff Vasch's withers. She pulled away suddenly and whinnied feebly, the whites of her eyes showing around her dark brown irises. ( Ahhhh, I see. )
Vasch nickered gently, arching his neck and running his muzzle down her shoulder. He swiveled his ears around a bit as he listened to her, moving his head over to her side and flicking his tail. He grunted a little, anticipating, before raising his head to look into her eyes. Yishka stumbled back, and whinnied weakly. She flicked her tail, and arched her neck. "I-I'm Yishka" she managed to squeak out to the big stallion. The red stud took a few steps back, shaking out his mane with a snort and keeping his head low again. "And I'm Vasch. Where did you come from?" he questioned. "U-Uh... I don't know exactly" she said, becoming more comforted by the presence of the big stallion. "North of here", she finished, suddenly remembering where she had come from. "A big herd. With many mares, a few foals like me, and a big bold stallion. I was driven out." She shuddered, remembering her first night alone. "Well, you're in the southern Steens mountains right now," he said. "I know the feeling of being driven out, it's happened to me a number of times. I had a very large herd not long ago, but my father came to take it..." Vasch paused for a second. "How about you stay with Ebony and I? It's fairly safe around this section of the plains." The filly's eyes widened. "You mean it?" She asked. "There are no bachelors around, really?" She shuddered, remembering her past, and not to pleasant, experiences with bachelors. "Not usually, no," he said. "There are more to the northeast being that the main herds are there. Here it's fairly quiet, not as many horses frequent the area." Yishka grinned, her fearfulness fading away. "I'd like to stay with you and Ebony!" She squealed, running in circles around him. She bucked in happiness of not having to spend another long night alone and vulnerable.
"Wonderful," he said, turning to watch her. "If she's okay with it, Ebony can show you around our little stretch of land."
