Windstar stopped in her tracks, visions of boss mare bites appearing in her head. "I just wanted to say hi. That's all."
"Hi," she answered dryly.
"That's all I wanted to say." Windstar moved away from the palomino. The dun didn't have bite marks or hoof prints anywhere on her body from the meeting, so she was happy. Far enough away from Winona, she dropped her head to graze.
"He has a lot of... enemies. And no, it was another stallion. The stallion... of the herd that I snaked Calypso and Winona away from."
As she grazed, Windstar watched Bandito. Would it be wise to introduce herself to Winona's foal? Windstar doubted it, but she also remembered the enjoyment she got from watching foals in her old herd. She opted to merely whinny at Bandito and hope he noticed.
Bandito's small head shot up from his afternoon snooze. He gave out a sharp whinny, and bounded towards Windstar.
Windstar was surprised that Bandito had bounded over so quickly. She shot a nervous glance at Winona then lowered her head toward the foal, wanting to exchange air with him.
Bandito flicked his cropped tail in curiosity, but the encounter did not last long. Winona squealed, and flung herself between the other mare and her foal, teeth slightly bared.
Windstar gave a startled high-pitched squeal and kicked out reflexively. Her hooves hit nothing, and she trotted a few feet away, where she stood watching Winona and Bandito. That hadn't gone like she'd hoped.
Winona growled, and turned away with a flick of her tail. Bandito stood still, staring at Windstar for a moment. His dam whipped her head around, and gave him a firm nip on the rear. Bandito squealed, and a streak of black foal cannonballed to his mother's side.
