Chapter 10: Into The Woods
Skysun pinned back her ears as they travelled deeper into the jungle that was Jungle Herd’s home. She found herself watching the shadows around her, wary of every little moving thing she could see. She found her wings rattling slightly as they glided down what looked like a trail made by deer or horses, and the paw prints of large cats were everywhere. She noticed the wary looks the Jungle Herd steeds gave the tracks, Oakfire whispering a command to a small lithe mare who broke off from the group and zipped ahead into the trees, her bright green wings flashing. Skysun looked behind her, hoping in vain to see red, yellow, or gold flashing between the trees, disappointed when she didn’t see any sign of her herd. Oakfire climbed a little higher, staying above the group and scanning the area around them. Skysun decided to get a look of the land, looking around, she could mostly see trees and swamps, but, in a break in the canopy, Skysun caught sight of a mighty mountain. She remembered her father saying something about a volcano in Jungle Herd, but she never knew how big it really was. Hearing a twig snap, Oakfire looked at it quickly, dropping like a stone into the trees in that direction. The group stopped, tense. A few moments later, Oakfire stepped out of the tree line, pushing a young colt and filly ahead of him. Leafcloud bleated in surprise and landed, wrapping the foals in her wings.
“Where did you find them?” She asked, looking at Oakfire.
“They were just standing there just inside the tree line,” Growled Oakfire, “Probably watching us.” His green feathers were rattling, and he seemed troubled.
“Does your father know you’re here?” Leafcloud asked the foals, who just shook their heads in response. Leafcloud’s eyes darkened in worry, “Don’t you know how dangerous it is out here!?” She asked seriously.
“Y…Yeah…” Bleated one of the foals, a bay appaloosa filly with emerald green wings.
“Then why did you come out here?” She asked them with a raised eyebrow.
“W…We wanted to see you come home…” Bleated the other, a small brown colt with green feathers tipped in brown.
“That doesn’t mean you should risk your lives leaving the herd.” She nickered, “You should have stayed with the herd, with Wrenfeather.”
The colt scrunched up his nose, “Wrenfeather is no fun!” He complained, “Whenever we WANT to play with Hawkrain, she NEVER lets us.”
Leafcloud looked at the filly, “Do you feel this way?” She asked with a tilt of her head.
The filly remained silent for a few moments before answering, “I…I agree with, Brownfeather.” She nickered softly, her emerald feathers rattling slightly.
“Uh huh…” She said skeptically. “Since you two are here, you can come with us. But do NOT think for a second that I will not tell your father about this.” She snorted.
The two foals hung their heads shamefully, “Yes, mama…” They nickered in unison.
The rest of the trip was done on hoof, with Oakfire flying above, scanning the area. The two foals trotted beside her, looking at her in wonder.
“So you’re really from Desert Herd?!” Asked the colt with wide eyes.
Skysun looked at them in surprise, but nodded slowly, “Yes…I’m from Desert Herd.”
“You look different!” The colt replied, the filly looking at him in surprise.
“Brownfeather…” She hissed quietly, “Be nice!”
“C’mon, Emeraldheart!” He replied, “You have to admit she does look a little strange!”
Skysun was shocked at the foal’s conversation, but she couldn’t help but laugh out loud a bit, “Yes, I do look a bit strange to you Jungle Herd steeds.” She nickered, “But that’s only because we’re built to fly to where the blue sky turns back.”
The colt’s eyes widened to as large as moons, his jaw dropping, “You can fly to where the blue sky turns black!?” He asked in surprise, “We’re not even aloud to fly above the tree tops!”
The filly, Emeraldheart, looked scared, “It sounds scary…” She mutterd.
Skysun looked at the filly curiously, “Well, we CAN but we don’t do it all that often.” She nickered with a smile. Leafcloud landed next to the foals and weanling. Looking at Skysun, she nodded, then she turned to the foals.
“We’re home.” She nickered softly, indicating for Skysun and the foals to follow. Skysun followed begrudgingly, Sandfeather following not too far away with the other weanlings from Desert Herd. He glared at the other Jungle Herd steeds, rattling his sand yellow wings as if in a silent challenge. Skysun couldn’t help but feel her heart sink as she stepped into the home of Jungle Herd.
Here it is! Part 10 of Skysun's story! Why do you think Desert Herd hasn't shown their faces yet? Wouldn't they want to get back their weanlings? And why do you think the Jungle Herd steeds look so tense? I hope you enjoyed this part! And as always, constructive criticism is welcome!