Midnight

The Black mare was troting along the river she lowered her head to the stream and took along drink when she stoped she looked around and thourght this was a nice place to stay but I still can't find the leader? then she whinnied to someone far and she hoped for an answer then she found a lovely tree she rested under ad still waiting for a replie

Zanibar

Zanibar trotted over to the black mare with wonder and pride, his cranuim held high. "who are you?" he asked with striength.

Desert Rose

She trotted gracefully towards the other, and dipped her crown politly then spoke softly.

I'm Desert Rose, whom might you be?