(I'm going to make part 28 right now)

Mistcloud:

Mistcloud dipped her head to the over stallion, "I'm Mistcloud." she said, "I'm one of the council members of this herd. You are welcome in our territory for now, but we would like to discuss this further before any permeate descions are made."

(Mistcloud took Glaicer Herds whole army, minus the two dozen or so steeds needed for the yearling's training, so there are a lost more then 50 pegasi. Also the are no where near the rest of the herd because they are in the southern half of the territory)

Magicpetal:

She ripped her eyes from Red herd, and looked back to Horizongold. At his orders, she placed her stick in front of him and scampered into the dark woods.

Horizongold disnissed the matter of Red Herd with a flick of his ears. “Place the circle here and get in your places,” he said impatiently.

(Dragon??)

( There were about......? )

Moonstream looked up from the game She was teaching Pearlsong called sticks and pine cones. A few steeds were looking at her, but every other steed was looking at the sky. She turned her head upward as well There were about 50 steeds hovering above the Glacier Herd grazing field, and the Council along with most of the Glacier Herd army had gone to meet them. She recognized the over-sltallion of Red Herd, Hollywing leading the smaller group. She watched him intently.

Brightwing understood Hollywing and Robincloud’s decision well. In fact, he scolded himself for not thinking of doing the same for his Herd. He listened carefully to see how Mistcloud would react to this unique alliance.

Hollywing:

The old stallion dipped his head in respect and the other 18 pegasi dipped their heads in return. "I am Hollywing from Red Herd, here to report my answer for which herd I will join in the war," he said in a low tune loud enough so they could hear. He lifted his head and nodded to Robincloud, who stepped forward. "We would like to join Glacier Herd if there is a battle. If not, then we will go back home and continue our life," she answered in a kind, motherly voice. She was a mother, after all. Sparkcream, Robincloud's grand-filly, craned her neck to look at the glacier herd steeds. She still couldn't believe that if there was a war, she would be living in a cold, frosty land. She preferred Red Herd where it was very warm and constantly sunny, but she trusted her grand sire and grand dam. Goldenswirl, Sparkcream's best friend, craned her neck to see also.

Breezebell quickly set her stick into the neat circle. When she had set down, then she looked at Horizongold, waiting for him to say they could find their hiding spots.

Embermoon had gone with the council and many other steeds, including Coablaze and Elmshade. She wasn't sure if Mintcreek had come because the buckskin battle mare hadn't seen her friend for the day.

( I'm right here. Just got back from school ;-; )

(Where is Nightmist)

Meadowstorm, who had been assigned into Silverflame’s group, also eyed the new herd warily, but tried to stay focused on the medicine mares’ lesson. She also narrowed her eyes at a filly, maybe 20 moons old (one year and eight months), whom she didn’t recognize. She looked believably like a Cave Herd steed, blue roan coat and bright reddish-purple wings. However, Meadowstorm was unsettled by the fact that she didn’t know this steed, since she knew almost everyone in Cave Herd, and now most of the young steeds in Glacier Herd. The young grullo decided not to act on her suspicions at the moment, because she wanted to start off on a good wing with her army leaders and she suspected deserting to investigate a seemingly harmless steed would not please them.