Strike Out

Writing about wild horses isn’t not always easy.  To see me in front of a computer, you’d think that someone was getting ready to pull all my teeth out with a rusty old pair of pliers.  No matter how much of their society I may think that I understand, they are a very different animal from humans.


Things that wild horses consider perfectly normal and acceptable is not always easy to stomach.  Because while I may infinitely prefer the company of wild horses to that of humans, the reality is that I am not a wild horse.  They have to survive the harsh winter with its knee deep snow and summer droughts where finding water is the difference between life and death.  Wild horse behavior that makes me uncomfortable is a necessity to survival for them.



Striker is the only yearling member of Vimes band.  Before we get to her story, we will need a little bit of setup, since I have not written on this band before.



The rest of the Vimes crew
The rest of the Vimes crew

Vimes’ band is a group that has seen great change and yet very little change at the same time.  Striker’s sire, Dragon, was the original leader of their respectably sized band.  Vimes was the band’s satellite, but he never seemed particularly in love with the position.  He wanted to be the one in charge, you see. Vimes patiently stayed in the background. And he waited.


In 2013, that patience paid off.  Dragon injured his right knee and went lame.  Vimes quickly kicked Dragon to the curb and took control.  The mares had no trouble adapting to the new situation.  They were used to Vimes, and so long as they were still together as a group, they were pretty happy.  It didn’t matter which stallion was in charge because they were still calling all the shots.

Dragon with his old mares in the background.  His injured right knee has become very arthritic, meaning his days as a band stallion are over
Dragon with his old mares in the background. He is Striker’s sire.  His injured right knee has become arthritic, and as a result his days as a band stallion are over


In the spring of 2014, Vimes added a new satellite of his own.  Bink had previously been a band stallion in his own right with a mare and her son.  Marty stole his mare last year and Bink disappeared completely.  It was a wonderful surprise to see him show up again alive and well.  Though Bink is not the best satelite stallion I have ever seen.  That is to say that Bink is something of a micromanager.  He is constantly going back and forth keeping the mares in tight formation.  The mares do not seem terribly thrilled with him, but in a large group with two foals and a third on the way, having an extra stallion around to keep order is a blessing.


I don't know what happened in 2013, but judging from the scarring on Bink's shoulder, he has quite the story to tell
I don’t know what happened in 2013, but judging from the scarring on Bink’s shoulder, he has quite the story to tell
Bink in his element
Bink in his element

One of my favorite mares in the group is Striker’s dam, Seran.  Seran is a nervous, clingy mare.  It’s particularly charming given she is the biggest mare in the band in both height and girth.  Her size rather diminishes the effectiveness of hiding behind the other mares whilst peering cautiously from behind their rears.


Left to Right: Stargazer, Stargazer's 2014 colt, Saran, Nova
Left to Right: Stargazer, Stargazer’s 2014 colt, Saran, Nova

In many ways, Striker is the opposite of her Saran.  The two have never seemed particularly close, even when Striker was a foal.  While Saran hides and stays firmly in the middle of the band at all times, Striker likes to go out and explore.  I would like to think that Striker is a good lead mare candidate, but she’s a little young yet so time will tell.

Striker's little siblings adore her and follow her around wherever she goes
The two foals in the band adored Striker, and followed her around wherever she goes. She seemed pretty fond of them too.



When I was in White Mountain over Memorial Day, little Striker had an all too common problem, one that all yearling fillies must face.  She had entered into her first heat.


True to her personality, Striker elected to go seek out her, ah, available options, if you will.  She ended up spending time with Hephaestus’ band.  Hephaestus’ band is a particularly stable group.  Despite his band all being rounded up in 2011, he reunited with all but one of his mares.  When horses are released following a roundup, the mares are released in one big group and the stallions are released in another big group the following day.  The ensuing chaos to reestablish order and family bands is difficult, making it nearly impossible for the herd to go back to the way they were before the roundup.  That this band beat the odds and reestablished itself is nothing short of miraculous.  They are the only band I have found that was able to do it.

Hephaestus. I didn’t get any really solid reference shots of him this trip, so have a sillouette instead


Kerosene, Hephaestus' lead mare.
Kerosene, Hephaestus’ lead mare.
Left to Right: Striker, Toxa, Singe, & Flame
Left to Right: Striker, Toxa, Singe, & Flame

Not surprisingly, when Striker came calling, the tight knit mares ignored her.  Hephaestus’ two-year old son, Toxa, on the other hand, was very interested in their visitor.  Quite interested indeed.  Not that Toxa’s feelings counted for much.  Whatever led Striker to go to Hephaestus, it sure wasn’t a little upstart two year old colt.

Striker & Toxa
Striker & Toxa


Dude. She's not that into you.
Dude. She’s not that into you.

The next morning Striker had returned to her family band.  She did not seem terribly happy about it, though.  She played with her younger siblings a bit, but kept apart from the rest of the group and was continually looking in the direction of Hephaestus, who was grazing nearby. Vimes and Bink were not forcing her to stay, but they were not letting her just leave either.


After spending a considerable amount of time deliberating, Striker finally decided to take an opening to head back to Hephaestus.  What happened next was as surprising to her as it was to me.

Toxa greets Striker.  In order to keep this blog from being too lewd, I'm not posting any photos of what occurred after this
Toxa greets Striker. In order to keep this blog from being too lewd, I’m not posting any photos of what occurred after this. Y’all are smart, you don’t need me to paint a literal picture to get it.


Toxa immediately jumped on her.  This really upset Striker, who did not seem to understand what was happening, but Toxa was much bigger than she was and Striker couldn’t get away.  When he finally removed himself, she tried to leave back towards her family band.  But she had caught Hephaestus’ interest as well.  Like his son, Hephaestus did not bother courting the young, frightened filly.  He also went straight up to her and jumped on her.


Striker was frantic, but again could not remove herself from the situation.  While mares can nail an untoward stallion in the chest when they are not interested, there is little they can do once the stallion has jumped on them.  Picking up on Striker’s distress, Hephaestus’ lead mare, Kerosene, tried to intervene.  But Kerosene was heavily pregnant and simply didn’t have the agility or will power to put any serious effort into coming to Striker’s rescue.


When Hephaestus was done, Kerosene moved between Striker and Hephaestus, offering a measure of protection. Now scene from earlier in the morning had reversed itself.  Striker stood staring at her family band, torn with indecision as to what to do next.  She clearly did not want to stay with Hephaestus, but leaving was not going to be easy either.


My human heart was breaking for poor Striker.  She wasn’t ready to leave her family band, not really, but she was now trapped in another stallions band.  That stallion was not showing her the kindness that a yearling in her position deserves.  There was no way Saran was going to leave her band to bring back her wayward daughter.  Vimes and Bink were not showing any inclination to take her back either.  What was she going to do now?


It turned out that there was one member of Vimes’ band who wanted Striker to return.  A lone filly marched across the prairie and over to her sister.  the littlest roan who could sniffed Striker briefly before grazing beside her, as he had been doing earlier that morning.

Foal to the rescue!
Foal to the rescue!



It was not long before Hephaestus and Kerosene told the filly to hit the road.  But as she left, Striker followed her little sister.  Bink pushed Striker back with the group, already being in the general vicinity snaking the filly home.  Striker stayed towards the back with the foals, but showed no interest in returning to Hephaestus.  Clearly she had enough of that.  Bink kept off to the side, letting Striker stay apart from the group and not pushing her forward, allowing her space but not letting her wander too far.

Her sister's keeper, the filly strays into the heart of a rival band to be with Striker
Her sister’s keeper
You'd be crabby too if you were big and pregnant as Kerosene.  She has probably foaled by now.
Run along, brat (which is to say the grumpy pregnant mare is pregnant and grumpy)
Striker follows her sister home.
Striker follows her sister home.
"Even the smallest person can change the course of the future." ~Tolkein
“Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.” ~Tolkein


The following morning, Striker was still with her family band who had put distance between themselves and Hephaestus’ band.  They were now farther South in the same meadow as Gladiator and Orion’s bands.  Striker seemed less restless.  She clearly was not going anywhere.



In the human world, what happened to Striker was wrong.  Horrifying, really.  Ours is a world of definite black and white, and sure there is a gray area too but there are certain things that will never be okay.  That makes watching behavior like this difficult.   I saw that Striker was upset.  She didn’t completely understand what was happening and she definitely wanted it to stop, but she couldn’t make it stop.  So in my worldview, I just wanted it to change.  I wanted Hephaestus to quit being a jerk.  I wanted Kerosene to move her pregnant behind a little faster.  I wanted Bink to charge in and take the bands little girl back.


And of course none of that happened.  Wild horses don’t think the way I do.  There was nothing wrong about what happened.  Hephaestus was following his instincts.  Sure he could have been a lot nicer about how he went about it, but Striker went over there because her instincts told her it was time to be bred, and that is exactly what happene.


The rest is where survival of the fittest kicks in.  It’s not just about strength and survivability to wild horses.  An unpleasant stallion will be less likely to keep mares.  They will move on to kinder stallions at their earliest convenient.  And if a stallion cannot keep mares, he will not be able to pass on his unpleasant disposition to his progeny.  Now I’m not saying that Hephaestus is an unpleasant stallion.  He is a pretty nice fellow, actually.  But he did make an error in judgment.  When the time does come for Striker to permanently leave her band, I doubt she will go back to him.



For now Striker belongs with her family, beside a singular little filly with nerves of steel, who cared enough about Striker to leave her own mother to bring her sister home.

10 cpr


Next year, that brave filly will be a yearling, and she will face the same challenges that Striker faced.  And thus the cycle will go on.  As the wind blows through the sage, so the horses continue onward in this drama called life.


29 cpr


Speaking of drama, I’m heading up to the Pryors pretty soon.  So I may not update the blog for a while, but rest assured that when I do it will be filled with chaos.  Another hard part about being human is having a life expectancy that is much higher than the horses we come to know and love.  Some stories are starting to wind down towards their close.  While other stories, like that of Striker or of Pryor fillies like Meriwether & Encore, are just starting to ramp up.  It’s an exciting time to be alive, my friends.

Published by Rachel Reeves

I am a photographer who currently lives in the great state of Colorado. I love going out and photographing wild horses in their natural habitat, and look forward to being able to share a glimpse their world with you.

13 thoughts on “Strike Out

  1. I absolutely love this Rachel….thank you so much for sharing and allowing everyone a peek into the lives of these precious ones. It means so much….

  2. That little one sounds like she has more sense than any of the mares in Vimes group. Presumably, she took home a message to be very careful where your hormones lead you. Hephasteus couldn’t have his son upstage him…some males are like that. Will be interesting to see if Striker leaves for another band in the future, if her little sister follows.

    Anxious to hear what you find in the Pryors.

    1. It was definitely an odd situation. I think the problem is that the stronger-willed mares in the group both had foals at their side and were focusing on keeping their weight up for nursing. Saran just doesn’t have the personality to leave the group for any reason, even if that reason is her daughter. If Striker stays in Vimes band through next year, I could very easily see her sister going with her. Or maybe the pair of them reuniting in a band later, once the filly is old enough. We shall see. It’s always an adventure!

  3. I’m in love with that little filly! (Especially the markings around her eyes).
    So interesting, Rachel. Strange goings on in mustang land. And for you to be there to witness the whole thing. Wow.
    Pryors should be gorgeous right now. The meadows full of wildflowers!
    Have a fantastic time and do your magic with your camera. Cannot wait to see and hear what’s happening up there and how the new babies are fairing.
    Happy trails!

    1. She is quite the charmer indeed. I am counting down the days to the Pryors. Getting up to the top might be interesting. I’m actually not 100% sure how I’m getting up just yet… :-\ Ugh I can’t wait, though! Counting down the days…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: