“The Lagoon,” Valve echoed, mulling over this information. It was not exactly a surprise that they were the ones behind this incident. She knew the culture of those stallions well—as the only daughter of their former leader, she spent plenty of time dealing with them and their particular brand of insolence. As much as the black mare admired her father, she never enjoyed the way his horde of misfits chose to trifle with herd stallions for often no other reason than their own personal grudges.

“Those stallions are the scum of the earth, for the most part,” she continued. “My brother once led them.”

Valve paused a moment, considering Zenith and his whereabouts. If he hadn’t come looking for her here by now than he was most certainly dead. “They are sadistic fools with nothing to lose, but without a leader—completely unable to accomplish anything.”

She knew that the only way they would earn any sort of peace from the bachelors is to dethrone their boss. The attempted raid on her and Nyzik was clearly planned—something most bachelors didn’t care about orchestrating themselves unless they were personally offended.

“That buckskin must be whom they take orders from,” Valve finished, her ears pointed toward Gabbar. “We should see to it that he does not continue.”

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