Ruckus

Ruckus was only 6 years old, some would say he was in his prime and maybe he was. He had plenty of energy and he had all his instincts. Currently he was galloping across the land. The leaves were changing color and it was slowly getting colder. He came to a sliding halt as he smelt a large herd near by and he whinnied out.

Icefell & Enyallus

Ruckus' whinny was met with a returned whinny from Icefell, the dominant mare in the small herd. She'd last bred with Morbid Temptation, but had not seen the stallion in several months, and was worried that he may have shared the same fate as their previous stallion, Zaquaim. Either way, she was very much interested in securing another male to help defend their land and her family from predators, so it didn't take long for the dappled gray mare to travel to his location and approach him across the field.

"Who are you?" She stood several paces away with her head up and ears pricked forward attentively. Standing off to the side of her was a yearling filly, her granddaughter. Enyalius had a coat of red and silver, a pretty little roan that would grow to 16 hands, with the thick, flowing mane of her father. But right now, she was still quite young and needed to do a lot of growing, and for that to happen, Icefell was very interested in keeping Ruckus around to help protect her.

Ruckus

Ruckus was dominant but with other stallions. With mares well he knew a herd structure. The lead stallion was the protector and sperm donor while the lead mare decided everything else. His ears twitched at the call and he waited for her to show herself. He noted the filly at her side and gazed nervously around but he saw no stallion so he waited.Ruckus Ma'm. And you?He said calmly.

Icefell

Icefell was eying this male up, and she was pleased with what she saw. He looked strong and sturdy. Not to mention, his dappled hide, with those varying shades of grays, browns, and blacks, were attractive to this particular mare. "Icefell." She gave her name in response and swished her pale tail. "This is my granddaughter Enyalius. My daughter Innops also lives here with me." Though Innops was not here at the moment, her scent was strong in the area. "There were others, but I'm afraid that I haven't seen them in many months." Her voice was a little rigid, because her own son was among those missing, and she feared what might have become of the yearling colt.

Ruckus

Ruckus stood proudly and calmly,. His ears flicked back and forth listening. His tail occasionally flicking out as he listened to her.That is a shame. You have no stallion?He spoke.

Icefell & Enyallus

Icefell could see by this stallion's posture that he was a confident fellow, who looked sure of his strength and abilities. Her nares flared as she took in his scent and began to trot in a half circle around Ruckus, to give him a thorough look-over. "No. It has been almost a full year since I last saw him, and there were no others to take his place." The orlov trotter stopped again and extended her long muzzle towards Ruckus, trying to get his scent better without invading his personal space too much.

Ruckus

Ruckus let her and his tail flicked out. e extended his own muzzle to sniff he ras well. Well then i you like what you see I could provide the protection you most likely needHe said calmly.

Icefell & Enyallus

This was what Icefell was waiting for. Though she was the dominant mare of the herd and would enforce her authority over the others, she wanted a stallion who could make his own decision too, which would be a crucial skill if ever they were attacked by predators or humans looking to capture them. She huffed out a breath that frosted in the chilly air and smiled faintly. "Make yourself at home, Ruckus. We're a small herd yet, but I should hope that we will grow strong in time."

Ruckus

Ruckus could already tell her decision. Yes we willHe said calmly. He hoped to meet some of the others.

Icefell & Others

He'll do well. Icefell thought to herself, happily noting that this stallion was not overbearing, and yet he was comfortable and confident enough to make a good protector, in her opinion. One of her ears switched back when she heard a whinny in the distance, and recognized it with a smile. It was her daughter, Lysismach. "So Ruckus, where did you come from?"