Chapter 2 ~Rush's POV~
We are safe for now. We can no longer trust the humans. They were capturing us now. I heard about it in other places but never here, so I thought we were safe, but we're not. Not anymore anyway. I was telling all this to my herd, while we seemed to be in a relatively safe place. I didn't think those humans were after us since I had seen that man a couple times before, but one can never be too careful. I couldn't let my guard down. If I did there would be serious consequences for my herd and I. My herd was condensed of ten mares, five foals, seven yearlings, and four two year olds that I couldn't kick out yet due to our situation. Yes, I do mean literally kick out. I have to do it, because they can take over the herd and overthrow me when they get stronger. When they do get kicked out they go and join a bachelor group or join up with some other lone bachelor and form their own bachelor herd. Anyway back to the topic. I am the leader of the herd, but the lead mare does most of the leading. She leads the herd to water, food, safety (mainly when I stay behind to fight another stallion), and good places to rest and sleep. But I, I am their protector. I protect them from other stallions, predators, and now humans. All of the herd was uneasy. Ever since three mares, two of the two year olds, and four yearlings had been captured we have all been uneasy. I wanted everly so badly to reassure them, but sadly I could not. I had to warn them of the dangers they were now in. I told the mares with foals or mares that were expecting a foal to stay close to the herd itself. I also told the mothers who currently had a foal to keep a closer eye on them and not let them stray too far. Then I told everyone else simply to stick to the herd and not wander far or preferably not at all. I was desperate not to lose any more of my herd to those … those beastly things call humans! How I hated them now! They take us, the wild horses, away from our home the wild! They used us for…for who knows what! I was so angry I could barely think. I started to tremble and paw the ground in frustration. Then I moved away from the herd, where I was out of sight, so as not to upset them more than they were. How I hated not being able to get the rest of my herd, the ones who had been captured, back from those beasts! How I hated not being able to do anything to stop them from capturing the rest of us. Only the humans themselves could decide if they were going to stop. I hoped that there were some humans who could help us. We couldn't talk their language, but we could sure understand them! How I wished we could talk so we could defend ourselves! I wanted to let the humans know they were taking us away from our families and friends. Soon I realized that even though I had moved off the herd was still feeling my anger and resent. I had to calm down and think about my herd. I had to think about the future and about where to go now. Our home, our safe haven, was sadly no longer safe and getting more dangerous all the time. I had to move the herd for their safety and mine.