Hawk grazes beside him and glances over at Silver at times, admiring the stallion's beauty.

Silver lifts his head at a whinny he hears and whinnies back as a band of bachelor colts and stallions trot into view.

He looks up at the approaching horses and flicks his tail, slightly nervous. He nickers a small greeting to the band of horses.

Silver starts to neigh and rear at a golden chestnut with an arrow shaped white spot on his face and whistles a challenge to the much bigger colt.

Hawk steps back some like the rest of the horses to leave room for the two horses to fight. He noted the advantages and disadvantages that the two had, the fight seemed pretty even despite the saize difference.

Sikver dances as arrow tries to strike or bite him and calculates his blows to infuriate rather than hurt and plays a game of fleeing and fighting.

Hawk watches the fight along side the other horses, making small whinnies when Silver did something good. The other horses chose their fighter and whinnied when something happened to them too.

Silver soon had arrow on the ground and brought his hooves down inches from arrows body and snorts.

Hawk and the other horses that had been hoping for Silver to win let out neighs of celebration, seeing that Silver had won.

Silver snorts at arrow and trots off just as the big colt gets up and gallops past him kicking out.