Hoshor Plains sediment ii

the bison coats steamed in the cold air, and through their collective fog, selenia's sharp ears heard a snort that was decidedly not one of their sounds. at her side, the cow licked her flat nose. your-kind, she snorted.

the mare grew agitated through her curiosity as the foal kicked. meeting strangers was never without its tension, but now she had the responsibility of minding the one who grew within.

the cow did not bat an eye, rumbling a sound which imitated poorly a whicker. thus was the name umini born, and selenia relaxed.

her ears swept forward as from the tall golden grasses there stepped a mare! strongly built, her confidence was all that selenia did not have, and she fought the urge to whinney out toward the other, unsure of how she might be received by —

the dark chestnut eyes widened to see a stallion accompanying the mare.

stallions were unpredictable, and selenia trembled again. the protection of she and her foal rested on a lead mare and a band stallion, and she knew this as instinctively as there was earth beneath her hooves.

but she was too exhausted by fear to do more than watch them with apprehensive anticipation, wondering if the male would cut her from the herd if she did not approach.