That night he and Siren voice had bonded, he had healed the sickness commonly known as the Curse, the sickness had cost many steeds there lives, Warm weather was dead and Crow wing the over stallion was on the door step of dieing, he had healed almost everyone with the sickness unlocking his star fire, the embers still burned in his belly like a mini tornado trying to escape “ Shadow path is anything wrong.” Siren voice’s green eyes were sparkling
“ no.” but he was cut in the lie “ you are not fine.” “ can’t we enjoy the spring please.” The young filly nodded, they walked down a trambled path, under the thin birch trees wispy branches, they passed into the deeper part of the forest were the birches was slowly turning into big pines “ up.” Siren voice’s tone were so hard he obeyed in a seacond, he found rest in a very big eagles nest were a couple of black feathers was spread, Siren voice landed next to him and looked down at the ground where she focused on a clearing, three big stallions were arguing, and one gray mare were standing in the back ground “ smoke.” He was interrupted by Siren voice that had slammed a wing over his mouth “listen.” She whisperd, Shadow path focused on there conversation “ three fillies.” A large bay stallion said in a rough tone “two.” A golden stallion snapped “ Golden feather, he is dealing with bounty hunters.” Siren voice mumbled, smoke heart stepped out of the shadows “ two fillies and you get to choose.” The bay stallion nodded to his companion a even larger pinto stallion “ and who is the target.” His voice rumbled like thunder ” Crow wing.” Golden feather said coldly “ and could you make it look like it was a special steed that had how do I say this made the kill.” Mister very big pinto dude nodded “ of course.” His tone was now soft is a breeze “who.” Smoke heart looked at her mate with cold ice blue eyes “ the black foal.” Mister slightly smaller bay stallion nodded.
“No.” Siren voice sounded scared, she was almost never scared after she had revailed her true self at the lake nine moons earlier, the two stallions were taking of and flying in there direction, Siren voice took of, Shadow path was hot on her tail, and more then one time he was feather lengthes to a tree trunk, he and Siren voice landed running, the silver willow was a only a mile away, he had learned that he was a fast runner but on one was faster than Siren voice, he basicly ate her dust and he was at least five wing lengths behind her,
Siren voice stopped on the top of the next hill, panting while pointing her green wing towards the silver willow a large tree with silver leaves and a black trunk, but the she was not ecxactly pointing at the tree but the body, a red staillon layed under the branches. He was covered with hoof marks all over his flank and neck and a few black feathers was placed around his body. Four other Pegasi was looking down at him, his two daughters Cora leaf a silvery mare with her newborn twins tugged under her light crimson wings and Bright berry
a red battle mare with light purple feathers, Bright berry turned her head to look at him, her amber eyes that was filled to the brim with tears, started to blaze with anger,
“ YOUR MURDER.” Her screamed carried across the meadow so everyone could here her pain and her loss, the big bay stallion came out of know where and knocked Shadow path to the ground, the stallion raised his hoof for the kill, but he was interupted by Cora leaf and Siren voice that rammed his side “ let him at least stand trial.” Cora leaf’s icy voice pearced the air, her two foals had followed “yes, let him stand.” the young golden cult houghed “ Golden light Silver shine, go back to your aunt.” Cora leaf nickerd, she and Siren voice helped him stand,
“Hey, osprey feather.” The larger pinto staillon trotted towards his friend and one spilt seacond he looked at Siren voice with deep intrest, Shadow path found he was searching for the silver flames, he knew that many cults looked after Siren cloud with there mouths open
”I knew you were trouble.” Smoke heart’s voice pearced his mind and his courage like an arrow “ and last I checked Golden feather is the next in line, or now you can call him Golden wing and now me Smoke cloud.” Siren voice let out a scream of pure fear and pain, Smoke cloud hated them both. The one called osprey feather wrapped his wings around Siren voice that was nickering curses and kicked Osprey feather in the chest multiple times
” can we choose?” Shadow path had blown the top “ yes.” Smoke cloud’s responds made Osprey feather grin and he closed his wings around Siren voice, like a snake ”NO!” His voice were clear and and steady, but inside he was terrified he filled all that anger and sadness and he roared a burst of silver fire setting the pinto‘s wings on fire, the problem was that Siren cloud was still tugged in his wings.