Wild Berry Meadow Dulce Laborum

"shh, silverbirch," selenia murmured, though her voice became a low whicker to soothe her filly. 

they were targeting cedar, she saw with alarm, but as the lithe bodies of the hunters raced beyond, selenia's ears pinned and she poised a hoof to strike.

fancy was guardian, wolf's-teeth reaching for cedar even as selenia neighed a ringing alarm and drove silverbirch sideways, away from the intended fray.