It was dark and he was dozing for alittle. He wouldn't sleep for long as he was vigilant in protecting his herd. When his body and mind woke him. Something was wrong. HE glanced around doing his best to count his mares when Wren comes up missing. Her snorts and moved down toward the herd taking note of each mare and each foal he passes before picking up Wren scent and following it. He barely knew the mare but he would protect her none the less.

He walks to keep himself calm, to try to not think of the possibilities that something or someone got her. When he hears a timid hello and silence for a minute two and then a thicker deeper voice speak in an unknown language.

That is when he speeds up and comes up next to wren. Who are you? He asks his ears on the stallion ahead of them. His nostrils flaring as he watchs him warily.

LILAND