Meadow

He didn't know when he lost consciousness, but he had seen the image of Koala coming towards him before the world went black. He thought she was a nightmare haunting his dreams. Maybe he was already dead and so was she. He expected to see the rest of his herd, his foals, but none of them show. The world is just black.

His eyes flutter open, but they shut again. A few minutes later they open because he hears two horses talking. His grey ears twitch, giving one of the first signs of life he has shown in hours. Once the world began to materialize in front of him he panics to see a strange stallion not far away. In his experience, if another stallion finds you weak near a mare of their liking you were a dead stallion. He has done this before himself back on their homeland. Brogla took any lone mare he came across and stole all the mares he could from the neighboring herd.

Koala happened to be the daughter of the rival herd of his, but his lust for her resulted in a filly. It was that filly he looks around for, but he sees no sign of her. He doesn't let his mind think about her anymore as he struggles to stand and shake the sand from his body. Most of the golden grains clung to his damp coat, but he doesn't bother looking perfect. He takes shaky steps closer to Koala with ears pinning against his skull. If he was to die here to this stallion he wanted to go down fighting for the last mare he had left. "Who is this Koala?" He asks in a deep voice.