I Do Believe

Kamilah listened intently as the large stallion delved into his ancestry, describing a sister mare black as night, but unclear if she too developed a horn. They shared blue eyes, same as Kamilah, but that held very little importance to her. An unknown sire was a bit odd, she thought, considering most herds held the same sire for several seasons. But then again, nothing seemed to be normal regarding this horse. Her ears perked at the mention of his own foals caring his genetic mutation, and her brows knit together in confusion for a brief moment. A wandering stallion, with a history of his own herd, most often meant he had been challenged and lost. Kamilah did not need a weak lead stallion. Only the strong survive in this world, and she would do a thorough screening of potential sires before choosing one, in hopes of giving her own foals the best chance of survival. "How interesting. A genetic mutation then, rather than a fluke deformity. Tell me, did your offspring skewer their dams in the womb with their horns or was it developed after birth?" She needed to know if carrying this stallion's offspring would bring her more harm than good.

It was dangerous enough to try knowing the stallion was bigger than even Kamilah, who was deemed a tall mare in her old herd, let alone growing foals with spikes on their wiggly heads. She watched his movements as he inched even closer, noting that he was coming very close to her comfort zone. Eventually, given time, she would happily allow the company of another equine much closer than he stood now. But she did not know this stallion yet, and she would not tolerate any breeding outside of her season. She knew of rogue males who would try to force themselves on lone mares, and she would not become another victim of stallion desire. To show her unease, Kamily shifted her feet, moving to prepare to strike the horned horse if needed. He spoke once more, showing somewhat similar interest and spoke in tongue about another plan of his, but the mare ignored it for now. "Then perhaps we can build one. Would you like to travel with me on my search to find others?" It was a soft offer, one she would not push on a stranger, but one she would be happy if he accepted. It would be the first member in her dream to build a herd. One step closer...