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"Yes she is" Trin whispered again, "absolutely adorable"
 
A huge stallion, heavyset and muscular, gazed at Flip from the hills. From the looks of it, this was by no means a lead stallion. He switched his gaze to Jet, the tall black one. Surely this must be him. The stallion's black mane blew in the slight breeze, tickling his forehead and getting in his eyes. He wore a white blaze down his face, with a brown coat and black fetlocks. He had white feathers brushing his tan hooves. His tail was full and thick, not quite pitch black but close to it. All his shoes except the one on his right forefoot had fallen off, and now he limped with the unbalance of it. Slowly he began a descent down the hill. He wanted to be careful not to scare SkyHerd. He'd heard about it, watched it, and had ancestors who were born in it. He also walked slowly because of his foot.

When he reached Jet he bowed his head in greeting and raising a forefoot in greeting. "I am Aaron the Strong," he said, not waiting for Jet's introduction. "I take it you are the lead stallion? I have been watching you for many days. At first I thought that dun stallion over there was the leader, for I had been told of him. Or did you claim his place?" Aaron looked sternly into Jet's eyes. "Tell me the truth, young one. You'll be sorry if you lie."
 
Pheobe stood up quickly and cantered around her visitors, nearly stumbling back onto her mother.
 
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Flip trotted toward Dahlia wearily, but he brightened at the sight of Phoebe. "A filly," he said. "How thoughtful of you, Dahlia. I have enough rebellious colts on my hooves." He nuzzled the foal and Dahlia, too, not caring to look for her mate.
 
Trin's ears flickered back and forth with the appearance of Flip and she danced a few steps to the side.
 
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Flip trotted toward Dahlia wearily, but he brightened at the sight of Phoebe. "A filly," he said. "How thoughtful of you, Dahlia. I have enough rebellious colts on my hooves." He nuzzled the foal and Dahlia, too, not caring to look for her mate.

Dahlia smiled, "I can see, I'm feeling fortuate myself for having a filly, I didn't want this herd to have anymore trouble," she started. Respectfully, she nuzzled him back.
 
Flip suddenly rolled his eyes and collapsed out of pure exhaustion.
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Ivy could not move, as Achillia and Dappledsnow were attached to her, nursing, but she made a mental note to fine a horse with some knowledge of medicine.
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Viola sobbed and thought of suicide strategies.
 
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