Part 2: Meeting the horses part 1
Spirit gulped, watching the big leader make his way towards himself.
"Alright! Out of the way!" The leader was ordering. Some of the horses parted to let him by, others sneered at him and stayed where they were until he snapped at them. Once he got through, he halted in front of Spirit, a serious expression on his face.
"Uhh…" Spirit felt uncomfortable and looked down and shuffled his front hooves.
"Look at me!" The leader ordered in a booming voice, making Spirit almost yelp and look at the leader with wide eyes.
The leader was a grullo/buckskin color, black mane and tail and legs, with a white, left fore-ankle and a short, thin stripe between his small eyes. His size was large. Probably a mix with a kind of draft horse.
"What is your name? The leader asked.
"Spirit," he mumbled, still baffled.
"Louder!"
Spirit jumped in fear. "Yikes! Uh, Spirit, sir!" He answered again, his voice at a louder tone.
"Good," the leader nodded. "I am Titan."
"P-Pleased to meet you, sir." Spirit stuttered, still fearful. Not.
Titan, the leader, raised a brow and let out a raspy breath. He turned his head, pointing to the kitchen where the lead mare was with his nose. "That is Nellie, my wife."
Spirit dipped his head in acknowledge. "You have a lovely one, sir," he sucked up.
Titan snorted, knowing that Spirit was afraid to say the wrong thing. "Thank you."
"No, thank you," Nellie called from the kitchen with a grin.
Spirit snickered a little, a slight grin on his face.
"Anyway, state your business here," Titan said.
"Uh, well, sir, I came here for… what you put in the ad. To help out keeping control of the teenagers here, see?" He was about to hand Titan the newspaper, when Titan snorted, stamping his hoof.
"Yes, yes! I know!" Titan growled irritably, glowering. He then looked down at Shila, who had hidden behind her father in fear and was peeking out to see what happened. "Your daughter?" Titan looked at Spirit.
Spirit swallowed. "Guh, yes, sir, she is." His eyes flicked to Shila, then back to Titan.
Titan smirked, lowered his head, his smirk changing to a friendly grin. "Hey, there, cutie. What you up to?"
Having her father's fiery temper and seeing Titan's firmness as rudeness, Shila glared and spit, "Get away!"
Titan flinched backward.
"I'm up to nothing, what does it look like?!" She exclaimed, losing her fear and stepping out from behind her father, taking bold steps toward Titan, her braveness making him step back himself. "Don't be so forward with me!" She continued. "I love my daddy and I will not stand him being yelled at by a big, fat, old, ugly, GELDING!" She yelled the last word, jumping into the air in his face for a moment.
Everyone gasped in shock, eyes wide and ears up.
Spirit was staring in alarm at his daughter, his expression like someone had just burped loudly in his face.
Titan looked quite surprised himself.
"And, I'm not cute!" With that, she stomped away, not knowing where she would be going.
Everyone stared after her as she left.
Titan cleared his throat and righted himself, putting on his serious face, trying to look brave. "Well, that's quite a fireball of a foal you have there," he complimented Spirit.
Spirit chuckled. "Yep. She gets her sassy-ness from her mother and her temper from me," he smiled at Rain.
Rain glared playfully. "Spirit!"
Titan rolled his eyes, but his pose, though proud, was slightly crooked.
Spirit snickered, seeing that Titan is actually probably a coward putting on a show.
"Uh, anyway, I'll leave you so the kids can introduce themselves." Titan walked away.
The tan-and-white paint mare immediately bounced up to him, recovered from shock and smiling widely. "Hellooo, there! My name's Daisy!"
"That's a pretty name," Spirit tried to compliment her.
She squealed and pranced away.
Spirit shook his head, amused. She looked exactly the way he'd seen Rain playing with Little Creek. His expression all of a sudden turned to pain. Little Creek…
A young stallion with a bit of a thin, but a bit muscular build, a color like Titan, except for of a buckskin shade, with a regular blaze approached him.
Spirit looked up, trying to change his expression.
"Hello. My name is Billy." The stallion, now known as Billy, dipped his head. "I am the son of Titan, the leader." He righted himself.
"Ah, so you're a kind of prince," Rain smiled.
Spirit closed his eyes. Dammit, Rain!
But Billy took no offense to that, he just smiled and chuckled with amusement. "Yes, I guess it does." He then walked away, next to Daisy.
A bay stallion with heavy hooves and a large backside with white socks and blaze, all the way to his top lip where it spreaded out on his lip. He also had a unique, wispy white coloring at the end of his tail, with a orange halter. The stallion was smirking, viewing Spirit up and down.
Spirit glared and smirked back. The ugly kiddo must think he's all that. Pah! Balderdash!
"The name's Hercules," the stallion said, with cockyness in his tone.
Spirit burst out laughing. "Hercules?! You have got to be kidding me!"
Hercules growled, angry, and stomped over to Daisy and Billy.
Spirit was trying to control himself, wiping away tears of laughter, when the most beautiful mare he ever saw in his life, yes, more beautiful than Rain, though younger, stood in front of him.