Harthrou & Moonlit Moor

Envy and anger stirred in the ebony stallion. Baneful eyes watched as Moonlit Moor grazed along a shallow incline, her belly round with a soon-to-be-born foal. His mare should have been right there beside her, perhaps with a belly just as round! But no... she'd been left abandoned at the hands of the cruel man who'd stolen three of their herdmates, with Onok declaring it too dangerous to attempt another rescue.

'No wonder his son decided to join the other herd.' Harthrou mused darkly. His tail lashed behind him with pent up energy, and a sudden spattering of cold rain from the cloudy skies above did little to improve his mood. 'Screw him... screw all of them!' He dashed a hoof to the ground and tossed his head, and without a word to anyone else, began to gallop for the other side of the mountain.

Xena

Xena knew harth was angry and she didn't blame him she missed her daughter every day. But now she had another little one to raise even if it wasn't onoks she would treat it no different.

Khaleesi was a week old now and growing into her legs. She is silvery blond in coloration, with lower legs that darken into more of a burnt gold coloration. Her mane and tail are a similar shade of dark gold, standing out against her paler coat. She had light brown eyes. Her build is more like her fathers, with a faintly dished face and smaller, compact ears, though she is thicker and more muscled than both her sire and dam.