I'm in the writing mood so I thought I'd write a story and share it with you all! I'll post more chapters if the story is liked. :) Enjoy!
Feels Like Goodbye
Sunset cantered across the meadow, flexing his head back to look at the two colts he'd left behind in his dust. The buckskin colt was almost two years old and enjoyed every minute he had with his family herd. He kept running, knowing he could easily win the race. He was the fastest horse in the whole herd - well, second fastest. He knew his sire, Java, the lead of the herd, was faster than him.
Sunset slowed down to a trot, it was no fun if there were no horses as fast as him to race against. He looked back expecting to see the bay and sorrel colts that were once there, but they were gone. He lifted his head with surprise. Where had they gone? I was probably going too fast, dang. He thought, turning around and walking back to the herd.
As he got closer to the bunch of mustangs, he heard a commotions and realized the mare and foals were gathered together. Sunset halted when he saw a dapple grey colt canter away from the herd. He was shocked when he saw Java running after the colt with his head forward and his ears laid back. Isn't it the lead mare's job to punish bad colts? He wondered but saw that Mistral, the lead mare, standing with the other mares watching the scene.
Sunset came closer. "What's going on?" He asked his dam who stood next to her four month old, palomino filly: Desert.
Scarlett turned her head to her son. "It's time for Aztec to go begin his own herd." She explained to him, with a pained look in her eye.
Sunset understood now. When a colt reached a certain age, they were driven from the herd to go start their own. Everybody was sadden to see a member leave. Sunset sighed. Java continued to chase after Aztec, nipping his flank to make sure the colt went. "Get out of here and don't come back." Java seemed to say as he bit Aztec.
The colt neighed and kicked his back legs at Java before he disappeared in the woods. Java slid to a halt and stared into the woods for a long time. Everybody watched him. Finally Java turned and joined his herd, everybody went back to grazing but there was an uncomfortable silence.
A month later, Sunset was frolicking with another colt - Ash. He was a sooty gray colt with a star and snip. Sunset nickered at him and started to chase after him. Ash neighed, his eyes wide as he dashed out of the way. Sunset stopped. I wasn't that pushy! He said and then heard hoof beats behind him.
Java galloped up to him, his ears laid back and his teeth bared. Sunset's eyes widened he bolted out of the way and cantered over to the herd. He looked behind him, Java came after him! Sunset squealed and bucked when Java got to close.
"Stop it! What are you doing? Stop, Java, stop!" Sunset pleaded.
The large black stallion chased Sunset around in circles. Sunset never felt so tired from running in his life. "Java, stop! I'm tired." Sunset nickered, slowing down.
Java trotted up to him and reared. "Get out now! Get!" He raged, his hooves threatened to come down on Sunset.
Sunset gasped and jumped away. "I don't want to leave." He replied, running forward again. He could see all the mares and foals watching him and Java. The chase went on for a few more minutes before Sunset fled into the woods. He went as far in it as he dared before stopping and staying quiet. The moment of waiting was pure agony, he knew Java would be there waiting and listening, making sure he was gone for good, just like Aztec.
Finally Sunset walked through the woods. He came back to the meadow and saw the herd grazing, Java circled around him. Sunset walked out of the trees. His mother was the first to see him. She nickered and Sunset responded. Java stopped and noticed him. He screamed and tore across the meadow. Sunset turned and started to ran, but not before Java came and gave him a bite to remember on his hindquarters.
Sunset cantered through the forest, he didn't stop until he tripped over a tree root and came crashing to the ground. He felt his heart pounding inside of him. Once he recovered, he looked around. Everything was so quiet. He never felt more alone in his life.