Hollylight: Oh good! He’s not dead! Phew! -shakes his shoulders lightly- Hey, you Okay?

Hollylight: Um, -looks at her sis- wasn’t he just awake? I thought that he was getting better.

Whitefrost: -coughs, spitting out some green stuff-

Emeraldblaze: Ewww

Whitefrost: -calms down and sighs- Where am I? -looks up at the two fillies and perks ears-

Hollylight: You don’t remember?

Whitefrost: Not really. The last thing I remember is grazing with my sire. -studies the fillies- Are you two Coperpool’s and Rainblaze’s fillies?

Hollylight: Umm, Yeah. We told you that already.

Whitefrost: Oh. -stands up- Like I said, I don’t really remember. -stretches legs and wings- Do you know where we are?

Hollylight: Don’t you know? You just came here all on your own to speak with your sire.

Whitefrost: -snorts- How many times do I have to tell you? I don’t remember!

Emeraldblaze: -whispers to her sister- I think that plant is starting to wear off, but it affected his memory. I think he only remembers grazing with Windwing and thats when they both ate that plant.

Hollylight: -nods, understanding- Ohhhhhh. I get it now. Why would it affect his memory? -whispers like nurses do when they’re near a patient who confuses them-

Junetree: -dabs Mapleglade’s forehead with head wing- -whispers secrets she had never told before, feelings she had never confessed into his ears-

Emeraldblaze: -shrugs- No idea.

Mapleglade: -pricks ears but keeps eyes closed-

Junetree: -sees the movement- -frowns- Why you- you’ve been fine for a while haven’t you?!

Mapleglade: -keeps ears pricked but doesn’t answer, to exhausted to speak-

Hollylight: Whitefrost, are you sure you can’t remember anything?

Rainblaze: -studies him- I think he’s still sick Junetree, but he can still move fine.

Whitefrost: I can remember stuff prior to grazing with my sire, but stuff after that I don’t remember.

Junetree: -sighs- Let me check. -quickly checks him and tests his movements- Yes, I think you’re right. Do you think the milkweed actually worked?

Hollylight: -tells him every detail of what happened and what he said-

Rainblaze: Maybe, but your the medicine mare here. Only you would know

Whitefrost: -perks ears- Seriously? I said that to my mother?!

Junetree: I’m still training actually under Pineberry, but okay.

Hollylight: Ohhhh Yeah you did. -pins ears- What about what you said to me and my sister?!

Rainblaze: Well, your the most educated in medicines here right now

Whitefrost: -gives them a sheepish look- Oh. I suppose I should say sorry?

Emeraldblaze: -nods strictly-

Windwing: -walks up to the three- -yells at the fillies with a booming voice- Get away from my colt!

Junetree: Well, I guess that’s right. -looks at her brother- Can you get Windwing here for me Coperpool?

Coperpool: Yeah, I think so.

Junetree: Thanks. Oh, and if you want you can take Crimsonwind and Wispifrost with you.. just in case.

Coperpool: -nods- That would be the smartest thing to do.. just in case.

Junetree: -turns to the pair- Hey, would you two mind going with Coperpool just in case something happens?

Hollylight: -yelps and backs away-

Crimsonwind: Sure

Whitefrost: Father! Its fine!

Windwing: You don’t speak to me like that!

Emeraldblaze: He must be under that spell-like thing too

Wispifrost: -feels like she wants to cry, but holds urge back- Yeah, Okay.

Coperpool: Well, c’mon then. -beckons for the two yearlings to follow him-

Hollylight: -whimpers- What do we do?

Crimsonwind: -looks at the filly- What’s wrong?

Emeraldblaze: Let’s go get father -flies away quickly-

Whitefrost: -sighs in relief as he hears the fillies leave-

-looks at the ground and looks for some milkweed-

Hollylight: -follows quickly-

Wispifrost: -sniffles quietly- Um, nothing.

Crimsonwind: -flicks her with tail lightly- You can tell me.

Wispifrost: -head droops a bit- It’s just... I hate it that my sire is... you know...

Crimsonwind: -puts crimson wing on her back- He’ll come through, believe me. He has to

Wispifrost: -stiffens at his touch- -shrugs away- Hey, we need to catch up with Coperpool. -flies after him quickly-

Crimsonwind: -ears droop but keeps head up- -mumbles,- Oh, uh sorry.. -flies after her-

Wispifrost: -feels guilty and peaks back at him-

Coperpool: -looks back at them over his shoulder- -nickers and looks ahead again-

Wispifrost: -head shoots forward again- -tomato-

Crimsonwind: -feels heart start to pump- -cheeks turn pink-

Coperpool: -lands beside Whitefrost-

Wispifrost: -lands in the nearby woods-

Coperpool: Windwing, would you please grace Junetree with your presence?

Windwing: -pins ears- What do you rascals want?

Whitefrost: -whispers to Coperpool- Help me find some milkweed. Father ate that plant too

Crimsonwind: -lands next to Wispifrost-

Coperpool: -nods to Whitefrost- We simply want you to grace us with your mighty presence at the meeting place.

Windwing: Don’t act dumb to me.

Whitefrost: -widens eyes- Whoa

Coperpool: -keeps his cool- I’m not playing dumb. -fake relenting sigh- Fine. The reason is that we need you to lead us out of here. We would be lost without you. -secretly hates every word of that sentence-

Wispifrost: -goes closer to Crimsonwind instinctively at her sire’s harsh tone-

Windwing: -stomps hoof- Your words don’t matter to me.

Crimsonwind: -heart pumps faster-

Wispifrost: -throws wings around Crimsonwind in fright and burrows face in his mane-

Coperpool: Please? -extra pleadingly sad face-

Crimsonwind: -turns stiff in shock and breath comes out in short puffs-

Windwing: Now your just acting like a pleading colt. Grow up

Whitefrost: -jaw drops- We gotta find that milkweed now.

-trots around the area, sniffing every unfamiliar plant-

Coperpool: -decides to become the distraction- You can think what you want, but we need you. Your mate needs you.

Windwing: I have no mate!

Whitefrost: -stops dead in his tracks- You remember me but not mother?

Wispifrost: -whispers- How is that possible? -head comes back out of Crimsonwind’s mane-

Windwing: Your mother is nothing to me!

Whitefrost: -jaw drops again and feathers start to shed-

Crimsonwind: I can’t believe he just said that...

Coperpool: -can’t help the gape-

Whitefrost: -closes mouth and flares nostrils, searching for the milkweed with determination-

-walks across the grass and stops, spotting it- -plucks the plant with his teeth and trots back to his sire- Here, eat this. Its really good!

Wispifrost: -holds breath- -tightens grip slightly around Crimsonwind-

Coperpool: -plays along- Yes! It’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.

Crimsonwind: -smiles a bit-

Windwing: I’m only doing this because my colt wants me to!

-takes the plant and chews-