Levi walked by the river grazing on the grass. It was spring and he could smell all of the mares heat scents, but he didn't pay attention to them. He didn't want to be a lead stallion that tries to get every mare possible, he wanted to get the ones that wanted to join him and that wanted a family, not just a herd to be with so they're not alone anymore.


Flicka trotted slowly out of the forest and came to a stop. She smelt the air.. heat scents. Flicka shook her head and walked onto the new land, there were small piles of slow from this last winters blizzard. Flicka huffed remembering her old herd and wished that they were there with her so she wasn't alone. She didn't know what she would face in this new land, but had nothing but hopeful thoughts running threw her head.




