(( Nellas: my suggestion is having her bump into anyone at this point. The main herd is currently in a lush field with thick woods on one side and some rolling foothills that lead up to a mountain range on the far, far side of the field. Canad (lead stallion) is watching over the mares while Livius (herd stallion) and Halo (second-in-command) deal with Shadow (lone stallion). They are all down by a slow-moving branch of the river.
As for Bandit's personality, I've always felt that a little bit of a description is helpful, but that's just me.

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Livius was pleased to see the smallest flinch from the older stallion when his tail hairs cracked in the air.
Excellent. Something he's never seen before. Advantage...? With every inch of approach of the older stallion, his ears rotated back in displeasure. The stallion stood before him now, perhaps a little close for Livius's comfort, and he reined in the impulse to wheel and take a dirty shot at the stallion with a well-placed kick. That wasn't fair play.
"Well, Shadow...I'm certain that my comrade here has already asked you to leave and I concur." His voice was low and cold, carrying threat and punishment as the unspoken result of ignoring the united front of the two stallions. With minimal effort, he centered himself, focusing the energy of the adrenaline running in his system to a fine thrum throughout his body.
It's like fighting a mountain lion... Look strong and they back down. Be strong and they regret engaging.