Rakshi flopped down in the darkened patch of growth and sighed deeply. He'd played the knight against "Prot" the dragon for the umpteenth time today. He had so many female friends it was driving him crazy. Where were all the colts? Or a stallion other than his father, who was a lazy bum, or his grandfather who wasn't particularly interested in doing much other than taking care of granny. There was a large dearth of male influence in his life, and he was beginning to wonder why he'd been cursed with not only two sisters but every other female foal in the area. He adored them, but there was just something missing. Something more fun than keeping them from breaking their ankles. He sighed, he was faster than most of them, so he was always the scout for danger, he wondered if there was something else he could do to be able to take care of that danger rather than just scout it out and run back to shoo them to safety. Getting up he saw something glimmering and decided that investigating without any girls around would be a chance for him to test his metal. He stalked the glimmer more stealthily than he normally stalked his sister, carefully picking his way through the underbrush with his small hooves.
