Racewind: -prepares to charge-
Windwing: -folds wings and prepares-
Mintbreeze: -slowly lowers wing-
Racewind: -watches like everything is in slow motion and starts to regret accepting the challenge-
Windwing: -pins ears-
Mintbreeze: -drops wing and whinnies-
Windwing: -charges and rams into Racewind immediately-
Racewind: -faltered but leaped into the air and pelted his opponent with kicks on the back-
Windwing: -ducks and bolts forward, opening large wings and lifts into the air- -faces Racewind and bares teeth, diving for his throat-
Mapleglade: -shuffles hooves back and forth across his legs wanting to help-
Racewind: -dodges and lands back on the ground- -rears and pelts Windwing’s belly with kicks-
Windwing: -feels a slight pain but ignores it and lands hooves on Racewind’s back, dragging front hoof across it, slicing it open-
Racewind: -winces but drags Windwing to the ground by his mane-
Windwing: -rips mane out of Racewind’s muzzle and bites Racewind’s cheek-
Windwing: -lands and whirls around, sending back hooves towards Racewind’s chest- (I love that move)
Crimsonwind: -trots up next to his mother and sees the two stallions fighting- Whats going on?
Racewind: -falls to the ground but quickly regains footing- -glares-
Mintbreeze: If your sire wins, Windwing and the rest of his useless group is ours. If Windwing wins, their set free.
Crimsonwind: -widens eyes- What?! That’s ridiculous! -starts to gallop down the hill towards the stallions-
Wispifrost: -gets to hooves- Sorry auntie Junetree, I need to stop this! -races down the hill not waiting for permission-
Junetree: HEY!! WAIT!! -wing palm- Why me? Why?
Crimsonwind: -purposely crashes into his sire- Stop!
Wispifrost: -does the same to her sire at exactly the same time- -gapes at Crimsonwind-
Windwing: -stops- Wispifrost get out of here!
Crimsonwind: Father what’s the point of this?
Wispifrost: -shakes head- I won’t. Don’t fight this dumb guy! He might hurt you!
Windwing: I already hurt him. That inexperienced stallion doesnt stand a chance.
Wispifrost: Daddy, fighting him IS dumb. Don’t continue, please.
Windwing: -paws ground, knowing she is right-
Wispifrost: So are you going to stop fighting him or not?
Windwing: -doesn’t answer-
Wispifrost: Daddy... please don’t.
Windwing: -pins ears at Racewind- Surrender.
Racewind: -pins ears at Windwing- No, you surrender
Windwing: -bares teeth- I’d like to see you try to make me surrender. Just give it up Racewind. You were losing anyways.
Racewind: -bares teeth- Fine. But next time, we will fight to the death. -gallops away in agony of losing what chance he had of taking Wispiflower-
Windwing: -nods pleasingly-
Wispifrost: -looks at Crimsonwind sympathetically- I’m sorry your sire is such a coward.
Crimsonwind: -droops ears- I dont understand him. Or my mother.
Windwing: -snorts and walks over to Wispiflower-
Wispiflower: -came out as soon as Racewind was out of sight- -pale as a white dove- What were you thinking agreeing to something that Mintbreeze suggested?! She could have had a trap set so that Racewind could win! Then you would have been ki... I... -pauses- -tears roll down cheeks- Just never do that again. -puts wing on his shoulder- Like someone great said; never fight on their terms.
Windwing: -widens eyes-
Wispiflower: -takes deep breath and lets it out- Sorry, I kind of exploded.
Windwing: Its okay, I just realized how stupid this has been.
Wispiflower: -laughs quietly- Yeah it was pretty stupid.
Wispiflower: -wipes eyes- Hey, Whitefrost and Wispifrost will be yearlings tomorrow
Windwing: Whoa. Thats right
Wispiflower: I can’t believe it’s been a whole year.
Windwing: Me neither.. -looks at Wispifrost and Whitefrost- They’ve gotten so big and tall.
Wispiflower: -nods sadly- Yes, they have. In a few years they will be old enough to have their own foals. -takes him by the shoulders and shakes him violently- WHYYY?!?!?!
Windwing: -tries to stay balanced- Thatsss justtt the wayyy offff lifeee
Wispiflower: But WHYYY!?!?!
Windwing: I don’t know why
Whitefrost: -trots up to his parents- -perks ears and stops- Uh mother why are you shaking father like that?
Wispiflower: -decides to stop shaking him- Um, no reason....
Windwing: -shakes head, body, and wings to get the dirt off-
-changes subject- You excited to be a year old tomorrow?
Crimsonwind: -looks at Wispifrost- How old are you?
Wispifrost: A yearling tomorrow. Why?
Crimsonwind: Just wondering. I’ll be a yearling in exactly a week
Wispifrost: -brightens- Cool! I can’t wait to be a yearling because then I can start sky herder training!
Crimsonwind: -perks ears- I want to be a captain
Wispifrost: -nods approvingly after looking him up and down- You look like you will be the right size for a captain. -tomato- Not that I was ummm...
Crimsonwind: -nickers softly- I could see you being a sky herder. It’ll suit you.
Wispifrost: Thanks. Daddy doesn’t want me to get included in it or any kind of battle ranking, but I still feel it is my place, you know?
Crimsonwind: -perks ears- Your sire is an over-stallion, but he doesn’t want you in any battle ranking?
Wispifrost: -shakes head- Nope. I think he just wants to protect me, but...
Crimsonwind: I bet he’ll want you to be a sky herder.
Wispifrost: -shakes head- You don’t know him, he won’t let me. He is afraid I would get killed. Me and Whitefrost are his biggest weaknesses next to our mother
Crimsonwind: I’m sure he’ll change his mind soon.
Wispifrost: -shrugs- Maybe. -doesn’t really believe it
Wispiflower: -walks over to her filly- Wispifrost- Oh hello Crimsonwind. Do you mind if I borrow Wispifrost for a sec?
Crimsonwind: -nods- I’m gonna go talk to Whitefrost anyways
-turns and trots over to the colt-
Whitefrost: -perks ears and lifts head up from grazing- Hey, what are you doing here?
Crimsonwind: -snorts- I live here.
Whitefrost: Oh, right. What’s wrong?
Crimsonwind: -shrugs- Nothing, I just need someone to talk to other than my parents.
Whitefrost: -nods- I understand.
Wispifrost: What is it mother?
Wispiflower: It May be a little silly, but I want to hug you one last time before you become a yearling.
Wispifrost: -smiles brightly- That’s not silly at all Mommy
-goes in for a hug-
Wispiflower: -squeezes her filly tight- You’re getting so big. -tears up-
Wispifrost: I know. -looks up hopefully- Can you make Daddy let me be a sky herder?!
Wispiflower: -looks at her accusingly but smiles a tiny bit- Maybe. -let’s go- Okay, you can keep talking to.. -still doesn’t completely trust the colt- Crimsonwind.
Windwing: -trots up to the mare and filly-
-nods head proudly- I’m proud of you. And dont worry, we may have been captured by enemies for a few moons, but it hasnt been bad. We’ll be out before you start training.
Windwing: -perks ears- But are you sure you want to do something thats tricky and dangerous? You have to prove your brave and strong enough for that.
Wispifrost: -gasps- You Mean I CAN BE A SKY HERDER?!?!
Wispifrost: -digests the last of what he said- Oh right. I think I can do it...
Windwing: -keeps an emotion-less face and nods- Once we’re free, I’ll get you a spot in the yearling sky herding training group. -narrows eyes- Be careful.
-opens large wings and leaps into the sky to find Whitefrost-
Windwing: -quickly finds him with Crimsonwind and lands next to them- What’s going on here?
Whitefrost: Crimsonwind just wants to talk.
Windwing: -perks ears- About what?
Crimsonwind: -paws ground- Mother and father dont even love each other. Mother only became mates with my father to have me, and to try to fool you Windwing. It’s ridiculous. Their ridiculous.
Wispifrost: -squeals excitedly- I get to be a sky herder!!
-corrects self- In training anyway. A sky herder in training.
Wispifrost: Bye Mommy! I want to go tell brothy! -dashes off not waiting for a reply-
Wispiflower: Oh well. -shrugs and grazes-
Wispifrost: -crashes into her brother- I GET TO BE A SKY HERDER!!!! BROTHY I
GET TO BE A SKY HERDER!!!! -spots Crimsonwind- -jumps up and down excitedly and hugs Crimsonwind with hooves still dancing- I GET TO BE A SKY HERDER!!!!
Windwing: -nickers as he watches his filly dance in excitement-
-tenses a bit as she hugs Crimsonwind-
Whitefrost: Good for you!
Crimsonwind: -staggers back in shock and tenses, then looks at Windwing, afraid he would be mad-
Wispifrost: -gets the same thought and let’s go abruptly, slightly paled-
Crimsonwind: -sighs in relief and perks ears- That’s good
Windwing: -nods in agreement and looks at Crimsonwind, gesturing him to follow- -walks over to a big tree a quarter of a mile away-
Crimsonwind: -widens eyes and tenses again, but follows-
Whitefrost: -watches them leave- I wonder what that’s about..
Windwing: -arrives at the tree-
Crimsonwind: -breaks into a loop to catch up- -slows to a trot and stops in front of Windwing- What.. do you want me here for?
Windwing: -studies the colt- What do you think about your parents behavior? -narrows eyes- Be honest.
Crimsonwind: -lowers head- I- I dont know. I used to love it when they wanted to capture all of you guys, but now I’ve met you, and we’ve been here for moons. I dont like what they do, I hate it.
Junetree: -was listening to the whole conversation so far-
-steps out of hiding- May I join you?
Windwing: -sighs- Sure.
Junetree: Yay. You won’t even know I am here. Continue!
Windwing: -nods and looks at Crimsonwind-
Crimsonwind: -paws ground- Mother and father dont even love each other. They hate each other.
Junetree: Wow, that’s sad.
Crimsonwind: -nods sadly-
Junetree: Oops, I spoke. -zips lips- -muffled voice without opening mouth- Please confinue
Junetree: -un-zips lips- Forget it. I am probably going to talk.
Junetree: -claps wings as if to say “back to business!”- Okay, continue pegasi.
Junetree: Ahem, continue your conversation please.
Junetree: -looks at them oddly- Did you turn to statues?
Windwing: -stares off into the distance, thinking-
Crimsonwind: -looks at the ground, silent in fear-
Windwing: -sighs and turns to Crimsonwind- Can we trust you?
Junetree: Ooh! We’re telling him rebel secrets?!
Junetree: Er... You know what I meant.
Windwing: -looks at Junetree with head cocked to the side a bit, confused-
Junetree: -sigh in frustration- Never mind.
Crimsonwind: -lowers neck, eyes looking at the ground, and exhales through nose-
Windwing: -eyes widen, knowing Crimsonwind just surrendered-
Junetree: -stands there in shocked silence- Wooooooowwww...
Windwing: -nods proudly, still in a bit of shock- -lowers muzzle and exchanges breath with the colt-
Crimsonwind: -perks ears and does the same-
Windwing: -backs up, opens wings, and flies off back to Wispiflower-
Crimsonwind: -narrows eyes- Mother and father are my enemies now.