((Lol, poor Crimson, lotta stress!))
Thunder swished his tail and looked at Flicka and tilted his head. He watched her for a while and then switched his gaze on Maya and her foal, Lotus. He looked at Falcon and saw a wonderful stallion in him when he grew up. Thunder continued to look at Flicka, lost in his thoughts.
Rain pushed Indra into the clearing in the little forest, mad but releived. She gave her a pep talk and then started grazing, one eye on her troublesome filly.
Indra hung her head and lyed down to take a small nap.