Cantering over the green, lush grasses, a large gypsy vanner cross stallion tossed his head in delight, his thick black mane and tail streaming behind him, looking as if it were a regal banner. The stallion cried out, neighing in sheer happiness. He continued to canter along, kicking up his heels and looking like he was made of liquid silver. As he realized what he was doing, Cadifor slowed his pace and stopped tossing his head. He hoped no others had seen him act so foolishly. That was not the portrait he wanted to be displayed of him, a foolish colt dancing across the plains. Caddy was a very serious stallion and he wished to portrayed as such.
The stallion stopped and lowered his gray and white head to the ground, grabbing a mouthful of grass and chewing slowly. So, these lands were unclaimed? Cadifor liked the thought of that, of owning his own land, of having control over everything. The stallion smirked and swallowed his mouthful of grass.
Pawing at the earth, Cadifor rocked back on his hind legs, as if rearing to box an unseen opponent, and called out with all his might, "I claim these lands in the name of Cadifor!" They shall be called, "faoi thionchar" which means under the influence in his native language, Irish.
These lands are filled with lush green grasses and is mostly a large meadow with some trees that provide shelter. There is a stream that cuts right down the middle of this land, along with a pond that the stream flows in to at the south end of the territory. They are surrounded by mountains, being in the Secret Valley, and only the Lead Stallion knows how to gain access to these lands. They are very safe and have plentiful food and shelter. Being in the Secret Valley, those who dwell here with Cadifor are protected from much danger, such as most predators and humans.