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[Sunshadow]

Sunshadow shot his head up upon hearing the flutter of nostrils and and the warning in their tone. His ears swiveled searching the clearing resting on the slight quiver of leaves where the horse stood, he smelt the mare scent of the horse and then the again familiar scent he had once before. Then the scent came to him, the mare in the fields who had looked down on him. Forgetting the young foal near his side he snorted into the shadows where he saw the just discernible outline of the fellow equine
"i know your there" he spoke in to the night with his tail raised slightly and his neck arched, a warning to the horse in the trees that he was ready to fight but the way he kept his ears relaxed suggested his submission.

Sun Shadow

...I walk alone...