Out into the paddock

I suspect Marika is accustomed to having other horses in her band make decisions for her and generally lead the way in life.  Finding herself alone in such strange surroundings and with a foal to protect has really thrown her.  

After a whole day and night of hiding in the yards, they finally allowed themselves to be lured out into the paddock with some hay.  They're still retreating back there regularly for rest, but seem to be increasingly comfortable out in the open.  The other horses were clearly making Marika nervous, so I've put them into the neighbouring paddock.

Marika is starting to see people as a steady and reliable presence in her life, where everything else is pretty scary and overwhelming.  She'll happily walk right up to me with hay in my hand, and Whetu is getting there also but is still very flighty.  

Skinny little thing