Solitary Confinement

This is no place to be. The sun bakes the land to a crisp, squeezing all the oxygen out of the air. Sand whips around, stinging eyes and coating nostrils. Some water can be found, but sometimes it could be just a mirage and other times reality. Within this desolate desert one could possibly go crazy. The Exiled come here. Only kings and queens can exile a horse due to the evil nature of this land. Because of the isolation, voices can be heard in one's head, keeping them company. Horses come out of nowhere. And soon enough, pink elephants start jumping up and down. Okay, taking it a little too far. But you understand, being exiled is no fun day in the sun.

To be exiled, a lead or a confidante of the king and queen must plead their case against another equine to them before making the decision. The to-be-exiled can refute if wanted. Of course, the kings and queens themselves can exile whoever they want.