He carefully uses his nose, brushing and nudging occasionally against the girl's rear, to guide her back to the main body of the herd. While her mother had taken care to give birth to her in the belly of the forest where the trees stood thick and moonlight barely penetrated through the thick canopy of leaves overhead, it did not take them long to fall in with the rest of the group. Some were still deep in slumber, their swollen sides rising and falling with their soft breaths, others had begun to rise as they too had heard the disturbance of the champagne giving birth in the middle of the night.

It was lucky that Dresden had decided to steal away into the darkness, as it was certain that Vercingetorix would have found a way to punish her for leaving the newborn unattended for the first few pivotal moments of her life. It was luckier still that when the champagne mare had disappeared, that the filly had not been devoured by the select few predators that chose to linger close to the edges of the herd in hopes of finding an easy meal in a small, weak child.

In the small clearing where the herd had gathered for their scheduled rest for the night, the soft sound of the snow slowly melting dies away into the depths of the trees, leaving the stallion to stand slightly behind the filly and listen to the soft stirring of some mares, suddenly aware of their presence. No doubt, there would be other children joining them soon, and the girl would have someone to mother her alongside their own infant- but for now the red dun harbours no high hopes for the child. Turning his gaze back to her striped back he leans forward and breathes in her scent, ears slicking backwards as he contemplates the act of murder once more. It was too late, the others had already seen her, and for him to dispose of her to suddenly would be cause enough for them to hate him, even if he were removing a threat to their safety.

Women were fickle creatures, and while they heavily outnumbered him in the forest, he was the only thing standing between every woman and child here, protecting them from the thieves and scoundrels with eyes too big for their stomachs and predators that would not hesitate to make a small feast of an unattended foal.

Pulling his head back, Vercingetorix nudges the girl forwards once more, as if presenting her to the herd and hoping that someone would take the opportunity to step forward and care for her.

male, red dun, ee aa Dd, crossbreed, 15.1 hh.
mordred x blackwort.