Summer let out a loud whinny for any nearby horses. She always felt nervous without a herd so she kept a vigilant eye out for predators and that paid off. Summer spotted a silent moving  tawny pelt towards her foal. She wouldn't make it in time to fend the mountain lion away and screamed in panic,"Frost, run!!!" Frost looked at her mother with concern, but saw the pelt a few yards away heading towards her. Frost bolted off to her mother. When Frost neared Summer, Summer nudged her forward and said,"Keep running!"