Ash
Ash nickered happily as he grazed on a few new buds. His ears forward, he searched for a mare. As his tail swished, and his mane blew in the breeze, Ash spotted Crimson's herd. He snorted at the number of mares he had. All of them, and none for a harem like him. He pawed the ground, scoring marks in the dirt. Ash lifted his head and spotted a stallion with another, Crimson. He rolled his eyes and watched the arguement.
Winter
Winter lifted her gaze to the stallion who tried to snatch away Taffy. She thought about going with the stallion. Her life wasn't as good as she had hoped, but then again, she wanted to be safe. As her head went down to graze on little grass stems, she couldn't help but prick her ears and listen. And her mind whirled with thoughts and ideas. As she grazed, her white mane blew in the gentle breeze that blew by, and her golden coat shimmered.