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Rose watched the colt closely, drawn in by the strength in his eyes, the ripples of muscle under his black coat. She blinked to clear her thoughts and said, "Are you going to introduce me to your herd, or is that not your herd?"
She had looked around Bandito at all the adult horses. All she saw was mares; she hadn't spotted Diablo yet.
"Looks like it," Apache said with concern in his voice. He didn't know what chance two yearlings had without the safety of their herd. He was apt to find out, however.
"No way," he said. He blinked in surprise. "I'm not having my sire take you away."
"And... what's a herd without... foals?"