Thor puffed his chest, arching his neck as he trotted toward the horses nearing him. There were two of them, and he hoped that they were mares. Standing between his harem and the newcomers, Thor's deep voice flooded around the horses, "Hello, what do you seek?" Thor hadn't recognized these horses, and they hadn't tried to snake anyone, so Thor assumed they were mares.
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Ven perked her ears forward, looking at the newcomers as Fading stood. Ven stayed behind while Fading cantered off.
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Fading pinned her ears, ordering her harem to stay put while she herself cantered down to Thor, Misty, and Flicka. Fading curled her nostrils and stomped a hoof. She wasn't sure how they ran over there, but here, they were a herd, and behaved like one, too. Lowering her head, Fading stood beside Thor and waited.
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