trechery (and all herd)

[Ohio]

It had been nice here, even to her own surprise. Ohio had now known what to truly expect of herd life but she found that she liked it. There was plenty of room within the stallions lands to run, enough food to eat even during the winter and there was water to be had. Even if she had to spend some time breaking through the ice to get to it, suppose that was unavoidable really. 

The other mares were pleasant as well, no one had bothered her or made a point to be her enemy. Just as well, Ohio would not have liked that at all. No, her days had been filled with roaming and exploring so far, in watching the colorful gems set into the cliffs change colors with the rising and setting of the sun. Today they shone brightly as a familiar call raced over the ridge and found her. Njenyi was back and likely with someone new to meet and so she came to see just who it was.

A golden mare stood at their leader’s side this time and she gave a nicker in greeting. Her side brushed the painted length of Cryil as came to the group and she gave a friendly nibble to Cream’s mane. “Hello, I’m Ohio,”  she offered to the gilded woman, her own ears turning to listen to the name she would give. Trechery, Ohio nodded in understanding, she would do her best to remember it for later.

O H I O

-but she aint the only one-