The feral horses galloped by in endless and innumerable waves.
The horse herd stopped when they got to the center of the field. There was a giant hot spring that was emitting a cloud of steam; it was most probably due to this spring that this natural stable was vibrantly fearless of the cold.
Watergrasses grew in lush blankets beside the lake, not at all inferior when compared to their verdancy during spring and fall.
Some steeds had jumped right into the water for a swim while many more fed on the grass quietly, their tails swishing about.
Even Yun Yang was touched by the serenity; he did not want to disturb the peace and quiet that these horses were enjoying for a moment.
Even as this thought flashed through his mind, a long neigh came from the distance. The horses around the lake were on guard the moment they heard the noise, neighing while looking around for any abnormalities.