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Bay - Tsetseg - 7/26/2026
I am who the wolf-folk call Tsetseg.
I am a bay. We bays are the most common mares in the herd. I have no identifying marks to differentiate myself. I am merely, simply, a bay. The combination of the dominant (E) gene and the agouti (A) gene.
I was born in the year of the black hen. By definition, the year makes me frank and self-confident. The element of water means I am observant, and courageous.
When I wish to, it is easy for me to disappear.
Just as easily, I can reappear.
We horses have proud calls. My name is ᠨᠢᠰᠦᠭᠰᠡᠨ ᠪᠦᠷᠭᠦᠳ. Nisügsen Bürgüd.
The given names are much too complicated for our wolf-kin counterparts. So we must make do with their inferior vocabulary.
I am who the wolf-folk call Flower.
Wild winds riff through unmanaged mane, and down the skyroad to the little lake where hooves pound. A return, like a rest for migrating birds, in accordance with their old world home.
Her young colt stays near. Tsetseg beckons him close always, no trust given to the herding nature of the wolf-folk.
But they are here and underneath the vibrant spread of stars. They are home.
RE: Bay - Tzookhor - 7/26/2026
His name is decided by the herd.
He bonds close to them, greeting often in low head bows and small snorts. Curious youngster, only just old enough to have control over a herd he has cleared aggression out of. Mostly, it is because he has mounted ᠨᠢᠰᠦᠭᠰᠡᠨ ᠪᠦᠷᠭᠦᠳ not a far time ago, and reads the wind often. Smell as great as wolf kind, with big deep lungs drawing in distant predator aromas. Bitter sour, rotten and fleshy, but faint.
Alukhai steer away big fanged ones.
Tzoo steer away everything else from family. Kill for foals so he can see them the next day play romps in the fields.
Shivering his skin out, calling after bay mare and trotting smoothly by with delicate clicks.
RE: Bay - Tsetseg - 7/27/2026
Stallions are the necessary evil among the herd. A nuisance they are, showing off their grand muscling, fighting always amongst themselves. I keep count of how many times Colt and I have been made to shuffle from one band to the next. As many as three in one day.
Yet, every year biology deems I seek them, a physical matter over mind. I have had much time to consider this contradiction. It interests me that life’s greatest ambition is to reproduce itself.
But I cannot understand more complex sciences. We horses have no body of knowledge but the biology of our own herd.
ᠱᠠᠭᠤᠷᠭᠠ ᠬᠠᠭᠠᠨ is not a cruel stallion, and still always he must assert himself with irritating insistence.
There will soon come a day when her colt is too old to remain at his mother’s side. He would be chased off by ᠱᠠᠭᠤᠷᠭᠠ ᠬᠠᠭᠠᠨ. But for now, regardless of paternity, Colt’s father is the black roan.
Tsetseg takes long laps of lakewater, side-eyeing as Colt frolics a sprightly circle around the proud stallion.
RE: Bay - Tzookhor - 7/27/2026
His wolf pet is far. Whether or not she will bite children, he couldn’t be certain. A dog would be a dog. So, he kept her barred from foals near mothers and family unexpectedly visited by small fur bundles. Fleeing children, he imagined, would cause great disturbance in their small canine heads and trigger aggressive play and murderous chase. It was his fault, should a mare be disturbed by dog.
Horse khaan would teach colt’s how to stay subordinate and not breed with the many cousins, aunts and uncles littered across the herd. And if a boy becomes an incestuous man, he will run him out to band far elsewhere or with sad trotting stallions, mareless and alone with only themselves.
Bay will be sad if this happens. He considers it easy to prevent.
And it started when they were little, full of joy and wonder, and learning to enjoy a father rather than loathe! Spotted-man lifted a left foot, dragging the hoof gently up and down the boys side to ruffle soft baby fur, taking quick steps away and encouraging learning lanky legs to chase.