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She slunk back into view and the male’s tail rose. There was what Alder thought to be an apology written along the lines of her body. But she said nothing as she stopped before him. Alder could hear the disrupted herd behind him. Hawthorn was among them, the stallion surrounded by a few mares. Knowing that had only fueled Alder more, and her lack of verbal communication did not help to ease his urge to show her his teeth. Alder began to cool slowly, but the questions were many and he did not hesitate when he ask them.
Do you know what you have done? He did not turn from her, though part of him screamed to leave the confrontation. But the larger portion was appalled at her actions and the consequences would be his mess to clean up. A horse was easily spooked, and unfortunately when rattled as thoroughly as they had been it was no easy task teaching them to trust once again. Why would you hunt the pack’s horses? He was unhappy, and his tone and glaring eyes showed his emotions well. She better speak up, or he would bring the matter to the King.
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