Startail

Startail trotted proudly here. Her tail flicking as she wondered what it would be like to lead a herd. "If Comet passes away you will inherit the throne. After all you second in command and the only heir at the moment. Does that worry you when the time comes,"she asked Vintage. Her pacing had took her to the water's edge. She let the waves lap at her hooves.

Vintage

Vintage followed shortly behind Startail, alert and on his toes. When Startail mentioned Comet and his heir, Vintage snorted. "Don't think about it right now. When it comes, it comes," Vintage curtly reminded, not feeling up to thinking of his father dying. Vintage stepped into the frigid sea foam, shivering violently. "It's really nice here! Look at all the leaves that have blown from the forest onto the beach."

Startail

Startail watched him as he answered. Looking back down at the water she could guess why he didn't want to talk about it. "Yes its real pretty,"she said bending her head to drink. Her black mane fell down to caress her head some of it hanging in the water. Once she was done her blue orbs watched her surrounding in awe. Her black coat matched her black tail and mane. She was a arabian horse like her mother and aunt.