A small stream wonders back and forth as you follow it though the woods. Every once in a while it dives down over a rock face and becomes a small waterfall. In most of the places it just weaves in and out of the smoothed rocks and under all the covering trees. In a few spots the trees come over the stream so much you have to cut up on the shore and then walk around for a time.

As you keep walking on the stream begins to get a little deeper and then it opens up into some meadows. Looking around you see the tall grass swaying back and forth. In the breeze some little particles of flowers float around. Then in the distance you see two forms running about the edge of the meadow, they buck and kick as they go around

Then all of a sudden they stop and look at you, heads raised and their horns gleaming in the warming sun. Then both trot over mains bouncing up and down with each step. Now standing in front of you the mare and stallion each bow there head in greeting.

"Brother be nice." Peaceful Water interrupts.

He looks at her and flicks his tail a little. The mare nips at his flank and takes off running kicking her back heals high and arching her neck beautifully. The stallion looks at her then at you and trots off after her.

You sits down in the grasses and watch them for a while. They run around bucking and kicking and rearing at each other. At one point they horn-fight, out of all this they are winning and talking to each other. At one point you hear the mare call at Final River, "Brother I beat you last time! I don’t think you will win again!"

Pretty soon they trot off into the distance and now you can only see their out lines agents the sky. At this you turn and leave, heading back to the stream and finding yourself on your way again.