Hoshor Plains Minerals are needed

Anta nosed her son back while walking further. She was very fond of her young boy, though soon he would not be a boy anymore, but a real teenager. Atna was pleased to see that he still had the proper respect for his father. She didn't want Nechako to kick him out at this age. Sometimes it did happen when a colt was really dominant. Anta wondered if their lead stallion was going to kick out his son or not. A worry for later. Her ears flickered as she kept on walking.

As she did suddenly heard a call for them. Atna was instantly alert. Her head raised and nostrils flared. She recognized that whinny instantly. She responded loudly. Could this be Chinook? After she left with Nechako Atna was pretty sure she would never see her again. Though it seemed their paths crossed after all. "It is my sister!," she explained to the herd, and mostly to calm down Nechako. She never really thought of her as a half sister because they did grow up together. She started to gallop in Chinook's direction. Though she was pretty sure that the stallion was keen on greeting this new mare. Besides Atna didn't have the fastest gallop of the herd with her bulging sides.