You stand at the top of a giant hill. The black mare stands close, not moving. You approach her and she swishes her tail, but dose nothing else. Her eyes are set on the herd, never moving. Suddenly, she rears up and makes a high pitched ear peircing whinnie. You grab her neck as she lands in front of you. She gallops with you on her back tward a group of foals. As you get closer, you notice that they are caught in a fishing net, at one edge is a tall brown haired man. He tugs at the net making the baby equines stumble tward him and make small whinnies. The mare stops and lowers her head and makes a deep nicker at the man. You let the mare do the fighting for she looks really angry.