The Beginning

"So it's settled?" Ruyai asked quietly, offering her hoof for an agreement bump. “We start this tribe and give all the outcasts a chance?” She stared into the black stallion’s yellow eyes with anticipation.

He let one little corner of his lips turn up in a half-hearted smile, “Deal,” He replied and bumped her back. “I don’t want anyone else to go through the things we had to… Any outsider can have a home with us if needed.”

Athyr and Ruyai had only known each other for about a week, but had realized their viewpoints were very similar. The more they thought about it, the more sure they became. They needed to start a tribe. Outcasts and loners were often viewed as abandoners of their previous tribes. They experienced hatred just for not belonging to a tribe.

Before Ruyai met Athyr, she was on her own with no direction in her life. She had been kicked out of a tribe for helping a sick loner who didn’t have the same religion. After the loner died, she was abandoned by her old family. She had to fend for herself in the wild. Until she met Athyr.

Athyr had been born from a loner mother. When he was just a year old, his mother passed. He had been on his own ever since. The only nice horse he’d ever met stood in front of him.

“Is… is it okay if I’m the chief?” Ruyai asked timidly. “I have a ton of ideas that I think I can put into play. I just need help convincing others since I’m a little… soft spoken.”