Rain||Mare||4yrs||ranch herd||regular||M:kane,gypsie, Saga(direct

Rain jumped slightly she hadnt seen the young filly in the bush. Deciding her friend was busy "I should go find Saga before Dez decides we need to start moving" With that Rain gently pushed past her herd mates seeing Saga not to far from Amir and his mother "Saga dear come with me and stay close dear dez said we should be moving soon." Rain called out to the filly waiting for her

|| Kane || 5 years || stallion || mentions: Dez (ind), gypsie

A soft voice from the underbrush caught the stallions attention. He recognised that voice anywhere it was Gypsie, the sweet little filly he had originally been looking for before he had bumped into rain.

He span on the spot, kicking up a cloud of smoke as he launched himself forward. Taking care to slow down before he got too close to the you filly, after all he didn’t want to startle her. And something about a big dark stallion rushing towards you didn’t seem like the most pleasant thing to him. He swished his tail batting some flies and lent down his head to gently nuzzle Gypsie’s cheek.

“Morning little one,” he greeted softly. “How are your legs?”

The stallion was concerned, the herd had been travelling a lot since they left home. Most of his herd mates seemed to be dealing with the lifestyle change fine, but the foals. He would always worry about the foals keeping up.