(Oh, Dragon, I meant the group from Red Herd had about 50 steeds, not Glacier Herd’s.)

( So very small )

Hollywing:

He dipped his head and nodded. "Of course. We did not expect the decision to be made the moment it was suggested by what we have heard from Glacier Herd's organization," Hollywing said, "i'm Hollywing of Red Herd, and this is my mate Robincdloud," he gestured with his dark wings to his mate, Robincloud. She smiled as a mother would smiel at her children playing, and nodded in agreement.

Breezebell:

She quickly placed down her stick and scampered off into the woods, and hid in the holllow of a tree.

Breezecloud stepped forward, drawing level with Mistcloud. “Good to meet you, Hollywing and Robincloud. I am Breezecloud, former lead mare of Dawn Herd and currently a council mare on Glacier Herd’s council. I would like to make one thing absolutely clear, though, before getting too friendly: you are not planning to attack us or ambush us in any way?”

Both Hollwing and Robincloud froze, then laughed humorously. "Oh we would never attack," Robincloud laughed. "We hate to attack. We normally wait for them to attack us" she said, calmed down. Hollywing chortled in, "Yes, we would not put our steeds in danger like that. We would wait for them to attack, as Robincloud said," he sighed. "Nice to meet you Breezebcloud," Robincloud added. Hollywing nodded in agreement, and they both dipped their heads with respect along with the rest of the steeds in their group, but Sparkcream. She was peeking around to look at the other steeds, when Robincloud saw her wondering eyes and sent the filly a small glare and a smile and nodded. Sparkcream obeyed at once and dipped her head.

Shadowfire, standing behind Mistcloud, masked a flash of disappointment at those words. He had started a plan for war that involved the Red Herd steeds crucially, but it seemed unlikely to work if Red Herd did not like the idea of attack. He perked his ears as Breezecloud started talking again. “Then let’s start a council meeting,” the violet-winged mare was saying. “Your sixteen steeds can stay here. But do NOT go anywhere,” she added, addressing the sixteen steeds.

Hollywing:

He nodded and signaled for them to stay here and regain their strength. The over-stallion and lead-mare followed the coucil to their, "Council meeting," which they had never heard of before.

( gtg to bed. See ya tomorrow )

( Hello? Anybody here? :( )

(Here but busy with the drawing challenge, so I can’t RP today)

( Okay )