Ramiel took note of the approaching mare when she was still a little distance away, but it became very quickly apparent she wasn’t noticing him. Curiosity took hold and kept Ramiel standing, rather than moseying off out of her path or grazing further down the side of the dune he’d been idly walking over. He could see she was troubled and couldn’t remember having seen her among the Dunes herd during his brief time staying here. There was something familiar about her, though he didn’t put two-and-two together or think she was a relation of Nyimara’s, though maybe he should have.

She kicked at a rock, and it went whizzing out from her, directly toward him. Ramiel snorted harshly, taking a quick side-step and jerking his head out of the way to avoid contact, pale tail flagging off his hind. He gave it a few twitches, stirring the still air at his hind, then glanced back to watch it knock the bark of a tree and bounce off, falling to the dusty ground below. When he swung his head forward the mare was looking at him, likely realizing she’d almost knocked him upside the head with the rock she’d kicked.

If he was waiting for an apology, it appeared he’d be waiting for quite some time.

Can’t you see I’m walking here?! Find somewhere else to be!

“I’m sorry-” It was his gut-reaction to apologize, even to side-step another small step as though to get himself out of her path, but Ramiel cut himself off quickly and frowned, changing his tone. “Well now, hang on just a minute- Who are you? I don’t recognize you from the Dunes herd.” It wasn’t Ramiel’s responsibility to keep Nyimara’s borders safe like it was the Prairie, but old habits die hard, and he was too used to being a herd protector to up and stop just then. Angry mares stomping around kicking rocks probably wasn’t anything he needed to worry himself over, but still. He blew a huff of air and nodded toward the rock, lying still in the dirt on the ground. “Maybe the next time you decide to launch an aerial attack, you can take a minute to look around and make sure innocent bystanders aren’t in the line of fire.”


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