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”Do you hear that…?” questioned Windfola, lifting her head from grazing to look around.

”Hmm, sounds kinda like thunder.” replied Fae, continuing to graze and clearly unbothered.

”Yes, but there are no clouds and no rain...so surely there can’t be thunder?” Windfola mused, becoming uneasy.

The two mares startled as the sound like thunder suddenly became louder and even closer. For a moment they stood, panic stricken, staring into the woods. Strange lights could now be seen and the mares glanced at one another, their bodies shaking terribly.

Suddenly, humans on strange contraptions burst forth from the trees...and were heading this way. The mares screamed in fear and finally bolted, back down to the rest of the herd that had finally become aware of the thunderous sound, too.

”Everyone, to me!” Faramir cried as he reared, turning and leading his herd away as fast as their hooves would take them.

The herd fled as one, not even bothering to realize they were not being chased. It was at least a mile before they slowed down, skin twitching and slick with sweat.

”What on earth WERE those?” shouted Lyra, favoring one of her back legs. ”The damn things made me trip and fall in the snow.”

”I don’t know, but I think we’re safe now.” Faramir snorted, tossing his mane.

”I’ve never seen, or heard, anything like that before.” Firefoot panted, looking over his shoulder to make sure they really weren’t being followed.

The foals stayed close to the mares for once, Uiken, Cheerilee, and Belle looking around with the whites of their eyes showing.

”A good morning to ya!” came a friendly shout.

Faramir whirled around to see a scruffy stallion descending the ridge behind them, followed by another stallion, mares, and foals. He looked both familiar, like another mustang, and yet something was different about him as well.

”Good morning to you as well, friend.” Faramir called back.

The two stallions in the lead came forward as the mares and foals began to fan out and graze behind them. Faramir’s herd watched with interest.

”Avin’ a bit of fright this mornin’?” asked the strange stallion.

”Yes, actually...humans on strange machines.” Faramir replied, finding the other’s accent a little difficult to follow.

”Aw, they won’t bother ya none. Just humans avin’ a bit a fun is all, right mate?” the stallion asked his Lieutenant, who nodded enthusiastically. ”The name’s Jack, mate. And you?”

”I’m Faramir.” he replied with a short bow of his head. ”This is my Lieutenant, Dayne, and my herd.”

”Righto, good to meet ya!” Jack said with a hearty laugh. ”Would ya mind if we intermingled and the like? Seein’ as we be neighbors this fine day.”

Faramir smiled and shook his head. ”Of course! You seem like a decent fellow.”

With the stallions’ go-aheads, the herds happily mixed together and began to talk among themselves. They soon found out that these “mustangs” were actually Brumbys from a very far away land. They’d been dropped here unexpectedly and didn’t know when, or if, they’d ever seen their homes again. The mares were all enjoying themselves immensely and the foals were having a riot playing with new friends. Faramir and Jack spoke at length about the state of the valley and the constant threat and annoyance of the humans. Soon, the sun began to set and the herds decided to stay together for the night.

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”Do you hear that…?” questioned Windfola, lifting her head from grazing to look around.

”Hmm, sounds kinda like thunder.” replied Fae, continuing to graze and clearly unbothered.

”Yes, but there are no clouds and no rain...so surely there can’t be thunder?” Windfola mused, becoming uneasy.

The two mares startled as the sound like thunder suddenly became louder and even closer. For a moment they stood, panic stricken, staring into the woods. Strange lights could now be seen and the mares glanced at one another, their bodies shaking terribly.

Suddenly, humans on strange contraptions burst forth from the trees...and were heading this way. The mares screamed in fear and finally bolted, back down to the rest of the herd that had finally become aware of the thunderous sound, too.

”Everyone, to me!” Faramir cried as he reared, turning and leading his herd away as fast as their hooves would take them.

The herd fled as one, not even bothering to realize they were not being chased. It was at least a mile before they slowed down, skin twitching and slick with sweat.

”What on earth WERE those?” shouted Lyra, favoring one of her back legs. ”The damn things made me trip and fall in the snow.”

”I don’t know, but I think we’re safe now.” Faramir snorted, tossing his mane.

”I’ve never seen, or heard, anything like that before.” Firefoot panted, looking over his shoulder to make sure they really weren’t being followed.

The foals stayed close to the mares for once, Uiken, Cheerilee, and Belle looking around with the whites of their eyes showing.

”A good morning to ya!” came a friendly shout.

Faramir whirled around to see a scruffy stallion descending the ridge behind them, followed by another stallion, mares, and foals. He looked both familiar, like another mustang, and yet something was different about him as well.

”Good morning to you as well, friend.” Faramir called back.

The two stallions in the lead came forward as the mares and foals began to fan out and graze behind them. Faramir’s herd watched with interest.

”Avin’ a bit of fright this mornin’?” asked the strange stallion.

”Yes, actually...humans on strange machines.” Faramir replied, finding the other’s accent a little difficult to follow.

”Aw, they won’t bother ya none. Just humans avin’ a bit a fun is all, right mate?” the stallion asked his Lieutenant, who nodded enthusiastically. ”The name’s Jack, mate. And you?”

”I’m Faramir.” he replied with a short bow of his head. ”This is my Lieutenant, Dayne, and my herd.”

”Righto, good to meet ya!” Jack said with a hearty laugh. ”Would ya mind if we intermingled and the like? Seein’ as we be neighbors this fine day.”

Faramir smiled and shook his head. ”Of course! You seem like a decent fellow.”

With the stallions’ go-aheads, the herds happily mixed together and began to talk among themselves. They soon found out that these “mustangs” were actually Brumbys from a very far away land. They’d been dropped here unexpectedly and didn’t know when, or if, they’d ever seen their homes again. The mares were all enjoying themselves immensely and the foals were having a riot playing with new friends. Faramir and Jack spoke at length about the state of the valley and the constant threat and annoyance of the humans. Soon, the sun began to set and the herds decided to stay together for the night.