It was clear that Windstar wasn't interested in fleeing, and Sundance wouldn't leave without her. While the darker twin gave another impatient squeal and circled the lighter one, Windstar spoke, "I'm Windstar." She nodded at her restless twin. "She's Sundance. We're...alone."( yep. he's a paint. ) Diablo nickered softly. "I'm Diablo," he whispered, a little scared to raise his voice for fear that the twins might flee.
She wasn't about to say they were loners 'cause given the choice, they would likely rejoin a herd.