Sorry for the wait! Maybe we could have another thread and Ever could aid her around? 
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The stallion shifted under her, prancing on dark hooves with hard chocolate eyes staring. She could almost feel the long, soft grass he pounded upon, breath flaring down golden chest. A member so young, her scent still fresh with freedom, inclined herself in awe at their presence. However, the girl could see the glimmer of dread in her periwinkle irises. Perked ears flew flat against her speckled skull, seemingly driven back by their wind. Her muscles bunched, as if to flee, but Ever stared her down, heels hovering over Saphraine’s barrel. She knew together could catch the offender, and by her sudden change of mind, the unfamiliar hybrid realized this soon after.
At first her words were tentative, an arrogant edge icing the surface. Ever set her mouth in an equipped line, backed by years of experience. By now the flurry of excitement had caused the mares and geldings in the distance to raise their elegantly crafted necks. The girl glanced momentarily in their direction, prepared to gain the control the new member had almost unbalanced. But the horses went back to their grazing, shifting out of the beams of sunlight that filtered like falling leaves against their backs.
“These animals are Cour des Miracles horses, they are not prey nor pets,”
Ever’s tone was formal yet soft, returning her glare devotedly at the older lupus woman. An arctic ocean swam in her teal-tinted gaze, falling along the progress the unnamed hybrid had made from the edge of the forest. The hint of equine was strong in the area, nothing like that of a deer or elk.
“This pack keeps them as companions, not just as steeds,”
She spoke with compassion, laying a hand on the golden equine’s neck which quivered lightly with anxiety. His nostrils flared, expelling air more slowly now. The silver girl stayed upon her companion, feeling superior above the bowed member.
“If food is what you seek than the surrounding glen will provide you plently.”
There was something unsettling about this fresh member. If she didn’t know where to keep herself fed, perhaps she would need further assistance settling in.
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