Bloodwing flew through the night only restng as the world started brightening. "We're resting here." He stold Shiverstar.
Shiverstar curled up and fell asleep.
Bloodwing stared up at the sky, trying to plan how he would defete Nightsong.
Nightsong woke as the sky started to lighten. She looked around and panicked for a minute, not seeing her family. Then she remembered the events of the past day, "Which direction should I fly?" She asked softly.
"You have to fly North." A voice called.
Nightsong whirled around, "Who are you? Where are you is a better question." She asked.
"I'm Ashstrike, I'm right here." He walked out from the cover of the trees.
"How do I know you're not with the Evil black foal?" Nightsong asked, fear filling her.
"I promise I am not on his side, he killed my mother, I want nothing more than to pay him back for it." Ashstrike as trotting over to Nightsong. "You're a yearling like me?" He asked
Nightsong nodded, "Yes I'm a yearling, I need to save my family. Will you help me Ashstrike?" She asked him.
"Yes if you will help me get revenge on him for killing my mother." Ashstrike said fiercly.
Nightsong shook her head, "I will not help you get revenge but I will help you free the rest of your family."
Ashstrike growled but nodded, "Alright."
(To be continued)