Malibu Ginger, Zerra, & Zerro

A beautiful Mustang mare galloped into the Prairie, being followed by two growing fawns. Right now they were all staying at her brother's terra, the Saphire Brooke. It was a peaceful place, when Ginger wasn't around, that is. The mare skidded to a halt out in the open, wheeling around so she could nip Zerra and Zerro, which were also brother and sister.
"Let's try the trees!" she said to the fawns as she looked at a patch of trees in the Prairie. With a loud neigh, she galloped to them and started walking around, nose quivering to pick up scents as she wandered through and around them, the fawns close behind.
Zerra stayed right behind Ginger, whom she always thought of as her 'mother', to make sure she didn't lose sight of the mare. She also sniffed things as they went past, enjoying the sport of exploring.
Zerra ran in and out of the trees, having fun while making a new game out of it. He bleated every time his tiny hooves touched ground, trying to look funny as he dodged the large trunks.