Hoshor Plains grow straight like a sapling

Atna had a different mentality about leaving the herd. As a mare being alone was frightening. She was a feisty little lady and not scared to let anyone know what she would think. Still, she wouldn't want to be out there on her own exploring. She wanted the safety in numbers. Plus she would worry about her son and what he would do if she wasn't around to keep an eye on the little rascal. It was strange to her that Nachako had such wanderlust. 

"To me it is long," she admitted but all was well now seeing the stallion was nibbling her at all the right places. Her head sagged a bit, eyes closing. This were definitely the perks of being the lead mare, Kuzkwa wasn't being groomed the first or being greeted the first. Atna would make sure of that. The mare snorted when the other mentioned Skoonka, not sure what to think of him yet. He could be good company at times, but he was also brass and mouthy. "All is well," she repeated in agreement, starting to nibble Nachako back on the spots that he liked.