*Defender of the Toklat Clan* (Tall Grass Prairie)

Silver was still splitting her attention between Enyos and the vast landscape that sprawled around them, with no saddles, reigns, or humans on her back or command her every step. She allowed the stallion's guidance to shift her thoughts back away from the two leggers, at least as much as possible, when it came to the life she just left behind. "Me? Hmmm... well, I was born here, in the Valley. I lived with my mother at a ranch, with eight other horses, and two donkeys."

A shift in movement caught Silver's eye then, delaying any further elaboration on her history. She raised her dusted black dial and turned eyes and ears to a swatch of oat grass, focusing her attention to where a shift of bright brown fur had moved through the swaying seed heads.

Delphine was none-the-wiser to this development. Fully absorbed in the returned attention she was receiving, the mare shuffled her hind hooves in a small side-step that would place her flank against Enyos'.

From the dense grasses, Daga watched the three horses, recognizing the flaxen haired, father-legged brute as the unruly younger half-brother of Onok. And the one that had cost Brennik an ear. Daga snorted quietly but didn't step from cover or say anything just yet.