The precious drops glided down her sore throat making her sigh of relief, the other rising suns was huddled around the small puddle of water, Flare houghed in surprise when Spruce fell head first into the small space of water, making the drops spray up in her face "seems like your spirit guardian is going to be a fish huh." a golden filly neighed "oh shut up Flora." spruce grumbled. They had traveled in this maze of sand only a few days but two had already gotten there spirit guardian, Flora had gotten a rattle snake which Brook and Flare found very correct, and the other one was Ram the big yearling had become even bigger since he had made his trade with a bison "the earth calls Flare."
"what!" she jerked head up "see we are almost there." Brook her best friend was walking beside her Trying to make the others speed up, they all so badly wanted fresh water and lush grass, there hard leaf Summer was whispering with Flare's mother Fall, they both seemed worried "Ember herd wasp formation." the group of horses changed places, Summer at the front along side fall and hawk, while Opal, Iris and Basil took the back, the four last fighters took the sides "what is going on?" Brook asked with a slight whimper in her voice "don't worry." Flare pressed closer to Brook to comfort her. the other rising suns looked at the grown steeds seeking instructions, the back line started to stamp the soil,
and making dust cloud "when the wasp delivers it's sting it blurs the mind." she muttered, they walked even faster than before "someone is chasing us!" Summer let out a cry "Fall, Opal, journey, back track." the steeds fell back, the pregnant mares and the weanlings came further in the front. Suddenly the whole herd stopped dead "no so fast." a mocking voice said.