The snow was slowly getting deeper with each stormy blizzard and the cold seeped into the once autumn air to give it a whole new edge. The little roan had shivered and squirmed in it's early wake but now found his fur taking measures, it's blue shimmer was a shade duller and an inch more thicker. It didn't help that it appeared his tail would remain stunted in it's growth forever, wiry bits of hair going wild around his rump in effort to counter the ineffective stump. His mane had grown a little but all six of his horns could be still be seen, if one did not look too close he would simply look like an average equine from the distance.

His ambling gait took him through the herd as his ears pricked to Paladin's speech. He was announcing the need to choose three new leaders, like he had promised he would in the first meeting after Gossamer's reign. Evers listened anxiously, he had put his name forward in consideration for unicorn lead with hopes they would see past his lack of brawn and into his true talent. His mind. Looking at Paladin now he seemingly doubted any would vote for him, their current leader was a great stallion and Evers wondered if he could make his own path in the chief's wake. The Dun steed moved on in his speech and Evers roved his eyes across the herd, looking to see who might be a challenger.

" The unicorn lead is uncontested and will be Evers"

Shock ran threw his petite form as he realized that he, Evers, was a leader of the Foothills. Albeit joint leader but still. A new weight landed on his shoulders and the blue swallowed and turned his eyes to Paladin. "Thank you for giving me this opportunity, Paladin." He bobbed his head in curtesy and watched as Svetlana was chosen as Pegasus lead and the announcements for voting was made concerning equines. Evers tried to track down Svetlana in the crowd of horses, he had met her once during a stormy day and she seemed quite the high spirited one. He spotted her flying form and allowed himself a small smile, it didn't matter who got picked to lead. He'd would of been the most likely odd one out. The blue snorted once and scanned the herd again.

Where was Archibald? He too had put his name down for a lead role and Evers found himself wanting Mandrake to be here. To watch her sons do her proud. He frowned and looked to Ricochet, another candidate who seemed to vote for himself, something about the young buck and his dog didn't sit well with Evers. Although he had to admit, the boy looked fierce in appearance and wasn't a bit shy in speaking aloud. The other candidate Evers could not see, Poppy their Healer, she was an odd mare but seemed well at heart. He drew in a breath and cast his own vote.

"Having known him a long time, I would say Archibald is a fine warrior and has all the qualities to be a great lead." His voice held a little warmth as he spoke of his brother and recommended him for lead.

[OOC Vote :: Archibald]