I lunged up the rocks on my journey to the top of the mountain. I was filled with a special kind of energy, energy at being a stallion finally! I could have my own herd, have a love, have kids. It would be fantastic. Sure, my chosen land, the Riduna Beach, was already taken by that Echelon (I was already starting to think of him as a part-enemy) I could cope. I liked mountains, after beaches and lakes. Good thing, too, because the only other lands were deserts and forests, which I was not that proud of. Always had to be somewhere cool and dry or hot and wet. That was just me.

I finally reached the top and surveyed the mountains around me. This was perfect. The air was good; I breathed it in easily, savoring its clean, fresh quality. I could see patches of blue and green: water and forage, very important. And I could see any invading herds coming from miles away. It was so perfect, I had to make it my own. I raised my skull to the skies and cried, "I claim these lands as my own! I rule the Aurora Mountains!" I went back down and gazed around me new domain. Now, to fill it....