Archibald rolled in just as Evers spoke his name. His heart, seeming to grow as he heard less and less of his mother, swelled with his brother's loyalty. Standing now next to the blue stallion Archibald reached down with his large head, extending his muzzle to touch Evers' shoulder. With proud golden eyes locked on Evers Archibald whispered a congratulations. When a mare, obviously the mate and equine counterpart to Paladin, spoke up Archibald watched her. He noticed her sides swelled beyond normal, especially for the newly arrived Frostfall. Ah. A child. Paladin will raise it to be strong. He thought secondhand before turning his attention to the others surrounding him. A new pegasus mare was appointed as the lead of her kind and something inside of Archibald turned. His discomfort in her position was not due to her race--not at all--but only because of the fact that her life in the herd was incredibly short.
The mammoth horse noted his competitors. Ricochet and Poppy. Archibald's eyes hardened at the though of Ricochet taking power in this herd. He was an unbalanced horse, completely, and Archibald only respected him for his ferocity on the battle field. Apart from that, Archibald felt the stallion was too proud and hot-headed to handle an entire herd as well as working alongside two others. Poppy, on a very close point, did not have the mental capability to handle leading a herd. She was an amazing influence in the herd, yes, and her healing abilities were excellent--but she lacked in the ways of effective communication and critical participation.
Taking a deep breath Archibald finally spoke, "I vote for myself, humbly and carefully, as equine lead."
[ooc: I vote Archibald, of course.]
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A New Regime [Herd Elections and Meeting]
