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*Freebird looked at the dead and battered lion, then at Ghost, then at Casper. She was in a daze, evertything that had just happened happened so fast.*

..Casper seems to be alright. *She looked down at her foal, he was standing so close to her, burring his face into her side.*

And aside from that nasty scratch the lion gave me above my tail I'm fine..We'd surely be gone had it not been for you.

*Freebird watched as he left, she had accually been quite lonely, despite her colt and the attention he needed. She had never seen or heard any other mares and if there were any why would they be alone out in the wild.*
You can't go...
*She took a few steps after him but Casper stayed behind, unsure of .this new stallion, never having been around other horses.* I mean..You wouldent leave a mare and her foal alone, would you?

Name of horse: Kipcha
Age: 6
Height: 15hh
Sex: Mare
Breed: Pure mustang
Coloring: Deep red bay in the shade, sunlight shows the red-gold of her coat on her stomach, legs, muzzle and base of her ears. She has one white sock on her right hind leg with a white star.
Personality: She is kind and gentle, but is a loner of the group. A year ago her first foal was born, and he did not survive the birth. Ever since then she has taken to standing on the edge of the group even more. Often found wandering by herself and standing on tops of the hills to watch the sun rise and set, she has no problem taking care of her self or watching over other.
Territory: Area 2
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"Ah okay. Well, there is a small herd of mares own in the calley. I could show you wthout getting close at all. Come with me." He started off towards the mountainous forest then stopped. "Wait...his sire just disappeared?" He snorted angrily as one culprit to the stallion's disappearence popped into his head...humans, oh how he loathed them for what they took away from him...He could sympathize with the lonley mare, he knew how it felt to lose a loved one to those monsters. Just then, he caught another scent on the wind, and raised his head, sniffing the air. It was another mare, and she was close by. "It's getting dark...there are more than just mountain lions in the dark of the woods...Come on, let's go." he repeated and trotted toward the moutain forest again.

Kipcha stood on a mountian ledge, the last of the sunlight her red-bay coat shimmered with hints of red-gold. She stood with her ears pricked, watching the sights below. From her mountian view she could only see glimses of things but the scents were unmistakable, horses were near by along with a mountian lion. She trotted down the mountian no longer entracned by the sunset. Following the scent she could eaisly pick up the trail as they seemed not to be in a hurry. The mare was stockier than some, but built perfectly for the wild. Her bones were strong, with a well defined head and perfectly sized ears. The muscles on her frame showed their power and allowed her to be as surefooted as she was. Tracking the horses wasn't a hard thing, sure she was wondering away from her own herd, but she had been doing so for many days and no one came to find her. Stopping at the lion's carcas she sniffed it and picked up the scent of two horses, but she thought there was three. Continueing on she kept quiet and straight on the trail of the others.

Kipcha automaticaly stopped and honned her ears on the stallion's call. She hadn't seen a stallion around here for some time as it had been a small herd of mares, a few with yearlings. Cautiously she trotted forward to join them, still moving as sliently as possible. The last glimpses of light caught her head and the coat there became touched with red-gold. She nieghed as she neared them and stopped with in ten feet of the trio. That's why there was only two scents, there's a foal. She heard the stallions plan to move up the mountian, a dangerous thing with a foal. "Do not forget Stallion, that you travel with a foal. Only a few days old by the look of him, and not quite as surefooted as you or I. The mountian is dangerous enough, be wise and choose a path he can climb." She didn't care how she appeared to the stallion she had a feeling that this was the mare's first foal and she wasn't as carefull with him as she should be. Right now her concern was that the little colt didn't get hurt because of a stupid miskate by a stallion. She was kind in the way she said her words.

Ghost was prepared for her concern. "Don't worry, I've lived here since I was a colt. I know this mountain very, very well. I know the foal-safe paths, you don't have to worry about me being stupid, I know what I'm doing. You are welcome to join us if you please." He bowed his head to her a bit then returned his attention to the other mare called Freebird. "Those are beautiful names. You definelty picked the right one for this little one" He said motioning towards the colt. Noticing Freebird's reaction, he lowered his voice so that only she ould here, even with the other mare's excellent hearing. "Don't get so worked up, now. She's trying to be helpful. You don't have to take her advice if you don't want it..." He said kindly before turning to the new mare again. "My name is Ghost. And yours?"

"Oh, I am full aware of that. I've lived here since I was born as well, but my mother..." He immediatly cut off, and his eyes saddened visably. He shook his head and continued. " Anyway, that wasn't the first time I've encountered that lion. I have plenty of run-ins with them, and yes, his mate is much fiercer, as she usually does the hunting. We'll have to keep Casper close by..." He turned and started walking off again. "Come on, let's go. Kipcha's right, the female will be well on her way by now. Let's go, right now, I'm not waiting any longer,especially when humans could be out any time now..." He began walking off toward the forested mountain again.