It All Started With Flowered Helmets (Private)

In the bachelor herd the rules were supposed to be simple, mare watch over the young some tend to the stallions while the stallions watched over and protected them. Course any system could be used abused and thwarted all it took was a clever mind or a very dumb one, depending on how you looked at it. 10 years... that was a long time a horse her age should have acclimated to her role now, but she simply had gotten better at doing what she did and getting away with it. She had only babysat foal never truly raised one, when other mares shied from the harder chores she took them head on. She was doing one such thing now, carrying some of the heavy armor to be cleaned she wasn't the strongest but she was swift enough that such delivery chores were more of her forte. The steady gait given to her by her breeding meant she didn't drop things nearly as often as others, which was good and she certainly did not mind the chance to wander around the herd. 

Slipping the last pieces of armor back into their proper place she nodded gently then began counting them to make sure she hadn't dropped one. When she found everything in it's place she chuckled and then from her mane began taking flowers, she had 'dolled up' just for this. Putting flowers into the eye holes of her armor for the comedic affect of it, chuckling to herself as she could only imagine the looks on some of the stallions faces seeing it. It was a harmless prank, though in her opinion even the boys needed to 'look pretty' every now and again. That thought sent her into a small fit of laughter as she moved from the area trying to leave before she got caught.