Golden steep emits a trumpet through teardrop nasals. "We move." Silken banner flicks as bronc steps in a soft and steady four time, walking toward the pass beneath the warm caress of the fiery orb in the azure above. Visage is held high upon proud crest, mahogany orbs watching to ensure that the other equids move as well. Cranium nods in acknowledgement of the lead mare, showing the gilded stallions respect for the monochromatic femme.