I was supposed to make this in the fan fic, but i accidentally put the first part in herd chat. There are be some changes. Here are chapters one and two!
It was a dark and stormy night. Ravenfire's mane was pressed against his cloud-white blaze as he glided through the soaked trees. "Dapplefeather! Dapplefeather!" His desperate brays echoed in the deadly, dark, forest. Dapplefeather, his mate, had been banished from Storm Herd, accused of murder. Ravenfire knew clearly that Breezecloud wasn't murdered by Dapplefeather, but a mare named Swiftleaf. Swiftleaf loved Ravenfire, but Ravenfire only loved one mare; Dapplefeather. Swiftleaf had made it look like Dapplefeather who killed their lead mare in hope of being left alone with Ravenfire. She thought that mabye then she could make him love her. Ravenfire had escaped from Storm Herd to find Dapplefeather. As he thought of her, guilt pierced thogh his heart. It had been his fault that his beloved was gone. Tears rolled down his night-black fur. What if Dapplefeather had died? What if she was taken by the horrible Poison Herd? His heart thumped with anxiety. He might even never see her again!
Suddenly, he heard a rustle in the bushes ahead. Trembling, the stallion landed on the damp mosy fort floor. He slunk slowly towards the suspicious noise. Ravenfire was full of hope of finding Dapplefeather, but also full of fear of what else it could be. Ravenfire soon found the source of sound. It was coming from a bush! He tentatively gave it a whack with his wing. Collected droplets of rain dripped onto the soft soil. A squirrel dashed out and away. Ravenfire blushed guiltily.
"Sorry, little squirrel! I didn't mean to disturb your rest." He continued to trudge along the mossy forest, and the trees thinned out. He erupted into the weak dawn sunlight, into a meadow. A rainbow hung across the sky. "Where is this?" he muttered to himself. It wasn't marked on any map back at Storm Herd. Ravenblaze's eyes started to droop. "I sure hope I'm not hallucinating."
The silhuoette of a pegasus rose along the edge of a hill. She waved a large wing, calling for him to come. "Dapplefeather!" he brayed. "Dapplefeather!"
As Ravenfire neared the pegasus, he felt his blood run cold. It wasn't Dapplefeather. Swiftleaf stood ahead of him.
The sky herder smiled sweetly. "I knew you would come! Do you want me to welcome you with a friendly hug, my love?"
Ravenfire spat in rage. "Don't call me your love! Tell me where Dapplefeather is. Please!"
Swiftleaf twirled her mane with her wing tip. "Under one condition. You be my mate, I be yours. Then I will tell you where it is."
Shock coursed through his veins. "No way! And do not call Dapplefeather an it!"
Swiftleaf shrugged innocently. "Then there's going to be one mare who will be unfound."
Ravemfire whinnied and took off for the sky. "I'll find Dapplefeather without your help!"
She nickered wickedly in deligt. "You won't ever find her!"
He shut his eyes and concentrated on gliding. Ravenfire scanned the trees and scoured the praries. Their was still no sight of Dapplefeather. She must be waiting for him somewhere! By the time he rested, the sun was already high. The rain had dried and sweat had replaced it. His wings were cramped and his lips were cracked. Ravenfire took a brief wash and drink by a stream, and immediately took off again. He considered giving up and mating with Swiftleaf. No! he told himself. If Dappleleaf won't give up on me, I won't give up on her! But thoughts haunted him. Maybe she was captured by Glacier Herd steeds and was tortured! He finally gave up and flew back to Swiftleaf.
Swiftleaf was preening her feathers right where he had left her. "Come on," she huffed without looking up. "I'll tell you where it is if you be my mate."
"That's what I am here for," he hissed through gritted teeth. "I'll take that pegusus cursed role as your mate if you tell me where Dappleleaf is."
She lightly patted the grass besides her, motioning for him to make himself comfortable. "Here.""
Ravenfire shuffled into a tense crouch besides her, ears flat. "Tell me where she is!"
Swiftleaf pricked her ears thoughtfully. "It's a meadow," she nickered, giving him a hint. "With many, many pegasi."
He frowned. "Diamondtree Meodow?" he guessed doubtfully. "It was pne of Flame Herd's largest meodow. There were constantly elders and dams with their foals stretching under the shade of the large, blue-white trees on the soft, juicy, fluffy grass.
Swiftleaf positively snickered. "It's way better than that. Golden, they call it."
Ravenfire sighed, not understanding. "Then do you mean Glimmering Lake Meadow?"
She once again shook her head. "Don't you get it, love?"
His blood ran cold as he finally understood. "Why?" he whispered softly. Then, in a thunderous bray he roared, "WHY?" The eerie sound was thick with emoion; pain, grief, rage, fury, regret, and dispair.
Swiftleaf flashed him a smug grin. "Come on, let's get back to the herd. Or would you first like to hear which cliff I broke her dappled wings on and pushed her off?"