Momma had finally let the foals out of her sight, it was time that they start exploring their territory on their own. Fathom was more than excited to get out from under the watchful eye of her mother and away from the constant pestering from that idiot she had for a brother. Her small bright orbs searched the deep forest for any sign of movement. She had always enjoyed watching her mother hunt, but she knew one day she would be responsible for catching her own meals. Her nostrils flared slightly as she caught the scent of something unfamiliar, her small hoof dug into the ground to steady her stance to pounce.

