Achillia suckled from Ivy, but Dappledsnow wandered. His mother watched for him now and then, but mostly she just cropped grass.
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Levi was frightened. The horses had pushed him roughly out into an open space, and were now kicking him.
"They haven't seemed to come for him yet," Lorcan had said quietly to Dax. "Perhaps they don't care as much for him as we thought."
"Or perhaps they're trying to trick us," Dax had suggested in a low voice, keeping an eye on the gladiator-type entertainment in front of him. The dapple gray foal was huddling close to the ground in an attempt to protect himself, while a few mares had at him with sharpened hooves.