West flicked his tail and started walking back to the herd. He stopped in the shade of a tree, enjoying the cool breeze that flowed around him and ruffled his mane.

Tiger layed down, the shade of night squishy against his coat

Mystery had found HER own special tree that she marked as her own, it was close to Macy's tree and Dixie's tree. She played down for a bit

After what felt like ages she got up and reared, jumping into a gallop, she wanted to scale the whole Summer Field and that was what she was gonna do

Dixie tossed her head as Mystery galloped away

West sniffed the air and lowered his head, feeling relaxed. He was super haply they were finally at the summer fieldstone.

Dixie glanced over at West. she looked away as she tossed her mane, rearing up to her full height and doing a few hopping steps, something her best friend had showed her... Firefly, a dun filly, was 2 when she was taken by humans. she had escaped at 3 with much knowledge of the domesticated lifestyle. she was running one day when her hoof got trapped in a bear trap and she bled to death in the forest. Dixie never saw her secret friend again. she used to, when Firefly was tamed, go and meet her friend. she would hide in the trees but when the humans left, she wuld aproach the fence and nuzzle her friend. only once was she spotted by a human

West watched Dixie. "Those are some fancy steps." He joked, flicking his tail

she smiled "yeah, an old friend of mine taught me" she did it again before thinking of another trick Firefly taught her. she reared up again, but this time, she launch herself in the air, kicking her back legs out and landing perfectly. she remember how Firefly would tell her about... -what was it...? oh!- the Spanish Riding School. she was taught here, but she would be shipped over every few months to compete in the mares portion

West tipped his head and watched. "If my leg wasn't injured I might be able to do that... but you do it much more gracefully than I would." West chuckled, smiling

Tiger sat in the empty valley, 'just like the old times' he thought to himself