Winter was never an easy season. Not that it had truly started, something Piper knew as much as she led the herd down the already snow-covered mountainsides. They'd spent the warmer months of the year on the mountain. Among tall evergreens and boulders larger than any horse she'd ever seen. The mountain had become home to her, the herd even if certain mares could go take a dive off a cliff. Brown eyes automatically sought the dark frame of the offending mare. She was not like them, a tamed mare a human's pet, and Argon fancied her? At least she wasn't a rival for her position as lead mare, no way would Argon let someone like her lead them. How could she? All she knew were warm human stables and fences. In that way, Piper knew herself to be better than the purebred Frisian who trotted happily along swishing her tail and casting glances back at their lead stallion. Piper's teeth itched to teach the fool a lesson but had over the summer learned that Lady has her ways of making her the