05-24-2016, 11:42 PM
If there was one thing Raxa did not like, it was foals that were obnoxious on purpose, just to see who they could get a rise out of. The brindled mare noticed Ashara and her weanling colt first, her ears pricking forward as they approached. A couple of strides before, the colt, Cicero, broke away and started galloping toward Jedi and Raxa. The mare flicked her tail, clearly not pleased with that. The colt shouldn't be doing that.
Ashara seemed to be thinking the same thing, as she broke into a gallop and intercepted her colt. The duo continued forward toward the mare and stallion warriors. Cicero broke from his dam's side and went to greet Jedi, nuzzling the stallion's shoulder. Raxa didn't know much about the paint, but if she had to guess, this colt was either his, or he'd taken it in as his own, just as Raxa's friend Anahi had done with the roan colt Loken.
Ashara caught up with the group soon after. The brindled mare resisted the urge to chuckle as Cicero gave her a pointed look, one that Raxa knew well. She'd shot it at her own dam several times before they'd been separated. Raxa nodded hello to Ashara, a non-verbal way of greeting and saying she was fine.
Cicero then decided to turn his attention to Raxa, it seemed, as he asked who she was. Still remembering his earlier display, the brindled mare flicked her tail again, ears turning back slightly as she spoke to the colt.
"I, like your father, am a warrior, young colt. You'd do right to show some respect around us, especially your sire. Galloping up all crazy like that is disrespectful. I can tell Ashara thinks the same thing; she's got that look in her eye," Raxa said, glancing at the palomino mare.
Ashara seemed to be thinking the same thing, as she broke into a gallop and intercepted her colt. The duo continued forward toward the mare and stallion warriors. Cicero broke from his dam's side and went to greet Jedi, nuzzling the stallion's shoulder. Raxa didn't know much about the paint, but if she had to guess, this colt was either his, or he'd taken it in as his own, just as Raxa's friend Anahi had done with the roan colt Loken.
Ashara caught up with the group soon after. The brindled mare resisted the urge to chuckle as Cicero gave her a pointed look, one that Raxa knew well. She'd shot it at her own dam several times before they'd been separated. Raxa nodded hello to Ashara, a non-verbal way of greeting and saying she was fine.
Cicero then decided to turn his attention to Raxa, it seemed, as he asked who she was. Still remembering his earlier display, the brindled mare flicked her tail again, ears turning back slightly as she spoke to the colt.
"I, like your father, am a warrior, young colt. You'd do right to show some respect around us, especially your sire. Galloping up all crazy like that is disrespectful. I can tell Ashara thinks the same thing; she's got that look in her eye," Raxa said, glancing at the palomino mare.