I had only recently returned home when I began to pay slight interest in the politics around, not enough to have a clue what was going on though. I had heard about an invasion but cared too little to educate myself further. I probably should though. I pounded the ground a few times before a loud call reached my ears. My head shot up and I glanced around. With my ears perked I could hear the loud thud of hoofbeats matching my racing heartbeat. Usually I would mind my own business but I could hardly contain my excitement as I saw the frames of my herd member chase after another one. I doubt they were playing tag, it seemed a bit more serious than that. I began to slowly trot as I saw others join in the chase. A devilish smirk spread over my lips and there was a spark in my frozen eyes. Not wanting to waste any more time my strides became longer and my pace quickened.
The pack seemed to slow down when I started to gain on them, made me quite sad not to be a part of the chasing but it wouldn't keep me awake at night. I was curious to know what was going on though, I would not that slip away from me. I came to a halt about a meter away from the crowd, examining the situation in font of me. The one they had been chasing seemed to be quite drowsy ... shame. I caught a few words falling from the mare's lips. Horrible monsters ... hmm ...
"Anyone care sharing what is going on?" I said, my tone remaining quite neutral, sparked with a bit curiosity, I didn't want to sound too excited. I gave myself a pat on the shoulder for getting myself involved in ... whatever this is. I was starting to get quite bored lately, needed to spice my life up a little. Was there any better way than getting involved in some drama?