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fancy's gentle teasing calmed selenia a bit. "the bison weren't nearly that loud. they knew when to shut up," the buckskin added.

sidling to fancy, selenia chose then to occupy herself plucking leaves from her lead mare's mane, grooming out the bits of living matter until only long silk remained. 

what were they going to do with two little foals and no stallion in the spring? her heart raced; selenia was silent. they'd done well together this far. they could continue.