NEON

Neferyt was now 9 months old, fully weaned and currently off playing with her siblings. Neon on the other hand was feeling a bit lonely now that her daughter was old enough to wander from her side. Breeding season had come again and well she loved raising Neferyt so decided to grant Warsaw another little one. This one she would probably be better at and a little less protective toward her when it came to the other horses in the herd.

Neon right now was lapping up the water quenching her thirst before moving a little ways away from the water source and starting to graze on the grass that would soon turn brown. It would be neferyt first winter and even though she as 9 months old Neon was a bit worried that it might kill her. But she would just keep her close if she had to.

She could feel the tension lately in the air too. Something was brewing and Neon didn't like that what so ever. It made her nervous and paranoid so she was constantly looking over her back.