Sleepy Fox Hollow piltover

"hush now and watch," selenia rumbled in mild scold at the heron. if he wished to live among them and partake in the things disturbed by their hard hooves, he would mind.

her own ears pinned to see the stallions. while she was impressed by their quick pivots, the victor would round them up in summary fashion and they would lose the freedom she had started to enjoy in their hollow.

mom!

her head swung swiftly in surprise; at first she did not recognize the half-grown girl. "silverbirch!" selenia whickered, gait ungainly as she moved in eagerness to exchange breath with her daughter, to see where she had been and if she'd ailed while away. "it's so good to have you back!" eyes fluttering closed as she leaned into the yearling.

"welcome to our herd," selenia echoed a moment later for the newcomer, an old mare with surely much wisdom to impart. "you're just in time to see who our new band stallion will be."