Hoshor Plains sediment ii

the mare's strident call, an order if selenia knew one, pierced the air. they were closing on her, the stallion and his female companion. 

umini backed against the buckskin's forelegs, her curled mane a strange and soothing texture as she rumbled for selenia's ears: go or stay?

the bison were beginning to gather around the pregnant mare, distaste sweeping through the herd for the loud display of the taller creatures. but this was extended also to her. several of the bulls grunted that she should join her kind, and many cows beside.

umini was alone in her casual support.

selenia did not want to see the kind bison shunned by her own her for strange company, or worse, to slow her if the wolves should return.

and so she pinned her ears but stepped forward cautiously, enough to signal the bison away back to their grazing, her demeanour wary as she slowly approached the stallion and the mare, for which she had far more inquiry and far less fear.