The young horse was not happy and making the rest of the herd restless as well.
Wildfire had enough of this two year old and desided it was time he left the herd for good. Wildfire charged the horse who ran but not fast enough to avoid Wildfire's biting teeth and lashing hooves.
"Maybe we should take that one with us as well," Sirina suggested.

"We could, yeah," Logan said, watching the duo.

Wildfire bit the colt who toppled head over heels trying to avoid the bite. He got back up and ran down the cliffs toward Parkview.
Wildfire snorted.
"Or let Wildfire do it for us. Thanks Wildfire," Sirina spoke.
Wildfire nodded once in achknowalgement.

"Okay, that was pretty cool," Logan said, seeing the way Wildfire helped them

Wildfire snorted.
"I agree," Sirina chimed gently stroking Stellaluna's foal.

The vet arrived

Wildfire backed away as did many of the horses.
"Over here," Sirina waved to the vet.
Stellaluna paced a few feet away but didn't go much farther.

The vet went over to where Sirina was. "All right, then. What do we have here?"

The foal got up on wobbly legs but Sirina held it, "A foal with a bullet through it's leg and it's less then a year old. As well as several other horses that might have gotten hurt."

"We'll have to get the bullet out of the leg, which will hurt the foal, but in good time it will heal."