Wild Berry Meadow Dulce Laborum

The wolves came, teeth glinting and mouths hungry. She did not want for the herd to flee, but to prove itself too tight to crack. 

But the herd had a weak point- and Cedar had been singled out by the first wolf to attack. The bay mare squealed in fear, and with Silverbirch pushed out of the way, Fancy moved in and with one ear flicked sideways, she honed in on the next wolf who snapped for one of the bay’s ankles. 

Fancy wheeled in a sudden charge, stomping her forehooves in a series of potentially deadly strikes, before she pivoted and sent both feet flying, aiming for the brazen wolf, before she nipped Cedar’s flank and moved forward to Silverbirch’s unprotected side. 

”Let your hooves fly! Let Equus lend us his strength and agility! Let Jehanna call for all us of another day!” She cried out, hoping to buoy the spirits of the others.