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Fancy was impressed with how quickly the fight was over. Minimal damage done to the winner was the best outcome- had he walked away with a limp, his use as a protector might have been jeopardized. And as petty as it might have been, she did hope that the appaloosa stayed in the area; having a backup might be handy, in case the victor didn't work out. 

She pinned her ears and snaked her head, reminding the others to remain in order as the stallion thundered toward them. They were hers to protect, too- and she greeted the stallion with a customary high-pitched squeal and wheeled to pitch her hind quarters toward him, and struck out with a double kick, sending clods of earth flying past him. With that, she declared their strength, and her position as Lead Mare. 

Just as suddenly, she turned and moved to stand between the stallion and her herdmates, ears pricked and nostrils flared. With an outstretched neck, she brought her muzzle toward his, before she drew her head back and regarded him with a soft snort. Well fought, She murmured with a nod of her head. She motioned for the others to come forward and greet the man, while remaining vigilant lest he try and badger them without reason.