Widows head whipped in the direction of the herd "no thanks" he said quickly with a swish of his tail. At Amiras question he stifled a laugh she had never been outside of herd territory besides when the herd was moving. "Follow me" he said turning a trotting through the woods his hooves thumping lightly as he hopped over branches and stumps with natural ease. Every once in a while he would stop and turn to let her catch up to him. After about 30 minutes of weaving through bushes and thorns the sound of rushing water filled the equines ears "over here" widow yelled u over his shoulder to the mare before grunting and taking a massive leap from a standstill over a huge thorn bush. He landed on the other side and trotted out of the way to wait for Amira. His legs where scrapped and muddy from all that trotting through the woods staining his white limps a greenish brown color.

(I'm HEREEEEEEEEEE)

Amira chuckled at the quick responce she got from Widow, taking one last look in the herds direction, just hearing muffled voices. She looked back at him eagerly, flicking her ears and swishing her tails at flies. When he told her to follow him she nodded with a smile "Yessir" Picking up a trot and following behind, a slower trot. When the mare realised Widow would slow down so she could catch up she apolagized and sped up a little to try and stay closer behind the stallion.

As they traveled through the woods she carefully placed her hooves as she went along, taking in new smells, brown orbs either on Widow or scanning the area, soon enough the gushing sound of water filled her ears, she stopped behind him "Ok, you go first since you're in front" She suggested.

After Widow leaped over the thorns Amira took a few steps back then trotted up to it, taking a small leap she followed through effortlessly, landing with a light thud then quickly locating the paint "Good job!" She encouraged with a softer smile before walking towards the stream, she stopped and looked back at the stallion "Well, in ya go" She told him with a laugh, then lowering her head and slurping at the water

Widow snorted in laughter as Amira congratulated him on jumping the bush "not my first rodeo sweetheart" he teased rearing up and hopping into the water splashing it everywhere. He waded in about stomach deep the water making his coat darken. He used his nose to splash water on the pintos face. He went to step up and lost his footing on the slick rocks slipping slightly. With a surprised grunt he thrust his front legs out in front of him so he wouldn't fall splashing more water everywhere with the sickening sound of hooves against wet rock. "Holy-" he started to say as a wave of water crashed into him. A bison had trod into the water upsteam almost knocking widow over. "It's slick watch your footing" the painted buckskin warned walking back onto land and giving his coat a violent shake.