Seahorse glanced around, her eyes gleaming with pride. She did it. She finally became sheriff of her beloved town. Her stallion, Wave, stood beside her, grazing.

"We did it, boy. I'm the top alpha...." She said, tears starting to form in her eyes. Wave raised his head to lick his rider's tears away. Seahorse smiled and gently pet her companion. " How 'bout a lil' ride 'round the town? " She asked. Wave neighed in agreement.

She mounted, gripping onto Wave's reins. As soon as she landed on the saddle, she tapped his sides with the heels of her boots, causing the blueish gray stallion to start moving. Things have been different by atmosphere since Seahorse became sheriff: The last sheriff never cared for his folks. But she changed that. By then, the folks were more kind and grateful.

She smiled. She patted Wave's neck. "Can I ask you somethin', boy?" She asked. Wave snorted, nodding. "Ever remember when everyone was hesitant and hungry whenever the last sheriff was around?" Wave nodded again, a little sad whinney escaping his mouth. Seahorse gently patted his neck. Wave used to be the former sheriff 's horse. But the former sheriff abused him, until he sought refuge in Seahorse.

"It'll be ok, boy. He's not gonna hurt ya anymore.." She whispered in Wave's ear. She looked up, gazing at the sunset. "Life hasn't been this easy, huh boy?" Seahorse asked. Wave neighed. She closed her eyes, reminiscing on her past and her path to greatness.