(Dragon, can you make a part 35? It's getting laggy)

Magicpetal:

She watched her fly away until she couldn't see the mare any longer. "Ugh. Well, there goes family time."

Emberblaze:

He glanced at Magicpetal and frowned. "There won't be a family time until Darkstone and Dad get back." He said, shifting his weight as he thought about his father.

Brightwing was almost always on scouting trips or on patrol duty. The triplets never saw much of their father anymore- but at least he was safe, which puts their mind at ease.

Goldenstream:

She pinned her ears and slapped Emberblaze upside the head. "Way to go, Mr. Depressing for saying that comment, which totally makes us feel all better." She muttered, her tone of voice rolling in sarcasm. Magicpetal giggled as Emberblaze shut his mouth with an angry grunt. Goldenstream, satisfied turned back around to face Silverflame. "Gosh, they make me annoyed. They act like foals!" She said to Silverflame.

Just as Goldenstream finished her comment, a hurling mud-ball was chucked at Goldenstream and it splattered on her golden cheek. She whirled around to see Magicpetal, rolling on the ground with laughter and Emberblaze getting ready to throw another one. "Ohhhh, Emberblaze, it is so on!"

Starsummer:

She nodded to Shadowfire and to Silverflame. "I saw Crystalcloud and Maplewing by the stream, too. I'll go get them." She said to her fellow council members. She glanced back to the triplets, who had stopped playing and were staring at her in worried confusion. "I'll be back. " She nickered in a calm, motherly tone. She nuzzled them quickly, before cantering off towards the lake and with a slight grunt, lifted off over the trees and soared west.

(Okie! I'm back)

(Hey. I'd really, really love to RP but I have LOADS of homework. So, hopefully i'll be on later tonight, but don't count on it. If you have to, someone can play as my OC's)

Silverflame-

Shadowfire's words dragged Silverflame out of his daze, "Oh, umm... I think I saw Mistcloud over with Pearlsong and Moonwing near the stream." he said, angling his ears in the direction of the stream.

Shadowfire coasted over his former homeland, admiring the scenery in a way he had been unable to do before this time.

The herd was alive, a seething mass beneath him on the undulating meadow as its members moved back and forth as they grazed, chatted, and frolicked. Nor were its members limited to the ground. He could see the forms of at least a dozen young steeds flying around the heavens.

He focused himself. There was a reason he had left the herd, after all. He couldn’t waste time taking in the scenery on an urgent trip.

He scanned the ground again, and saw the pinto barrel of Starsummer surrounded by younger steeds. He angled down, leaning left, and looped in a slow spiral down to land in front of her.

”I need to talk with the Council,” Shadowfire said, interrupting the mare’s conversation. “Have you seen Mistcloud?”

Breezecloud came up behind the dapple gray stallion. “I’m here if you can’t find her,” she said. “What’s going on?”

Shadowfire shook his head with a glance at the triplets. “Later.”

Silverflame-

"Council stallion," corrected Silverflame, knowing that if Mistcloud knew that Moonwing was being referred to as Glacier Herd's over-stallion, she'd be pretty annoyed. This was because there had been a bit of hostility and confusion when they were trying to intergrade the former Flame Herd steeds into the herd on the topic of who was in charge, and it had taken a lot of effort on Mistcloud's part convince them that a council was a legitimate way to lead a herd.

Just then, Silverflame was pulled away from his thoughts as Goldenstream started pacing a circle around the small group, and the young stallion was instantly mesmerized by her beauty. She looked so much better then she had before the migration, her stunning chestnut coat glistened in the sunlight, and her creamy white mane and tail rippled as she walked. Even her purple feathers seemed to have a glow about them.

Emberblaze:

He huffed at Silverflame, and ruffled his feathers. He glanced at the young stallion. Silverflame had grown to be slightly taller than Emberblaze, which bothered him because Emberblaze was older, but he tried not to look jealous.

Besides, Silverflame's father was a massive stallion, so it wasn't surprising to see Silverflame inheriting all his father's traits.

He grumbled and looked away, which made Magicpetal laugh and nudge him jokingly.

Goldenstream:

She turned to Silverflame and grinned. She saw the light spark of jealousy in Emberblaze's eye, but she ignored it. "See? Even Silverflame, the son of the Over-stallion of Glacier herd," She said, matter-of-factly, "Thinks I can beat you in a race." She said again, prancing a small circle around her siblings, showing off her bright purple feathers and tossing her sparkling mane to the other side of her neck.

She chuckled and playfully swishes her tail toward Silverflame as she passed him, adding a slight wink.

(I partly want to call a council meeting to discuss keeping an eye out for other herds, but I feel like having two timeframes and three settings is confusing enough. Can we stick to finishing the Night Herd business for now?)

Silverflame-

It was 6 moons since the migration, and Glaicer Herd seemed to be adjusting well to it's new surroundings. Silverflame had been especially enjoying himself, spending most of his time with either Goldenstream, his sister Pearlsong, or in the army training grounds with Snowfrost and Sparrowfire. The young bay was almost full grown now, and Silverflame towered over most of the colts his age. His long legs were hard with mussel, and his neck had the unmistakable arch of an over-stallion, no doubt inherited from his sire.

He was now trotting back from another training session because Snowfrost had accidently delivered a nasty blow to the base of his wings, and Silverflame didn't want to further aggravate it. But when he glanced up at the sky, and saw a streak of purple and copper, he completely forgot about the injury, and raced over to meet Goldenstream. He arrived just as Starsummer was consoling her to yearlings that hadden't won the race, "Plenty more races for Goldenstream to win." nickered Silverflame, jokingly, glancing at the very annoyed looking Emberblaze.

As Oceangold touched down in the clearing they had flown so long to get to, practical matters reasserted themselves. Normally she might wait to hear protocol in a new herd’s territory, to learn what they may find offensive and avoid it. But she was famished. An almost-two-moon flight was not an ideal activity for a pregnant mare, as she wasn’t getting nearly enough meaningful rest— and not enough food to even speak of. Her ribs were showing, and her abdomen had swollen slightly but noticeably, each enough to be seen through the winter coat she had started growing during the long flight. She bent her head toward the first clump of grass she saw, munching into it with a satisfied and exhausted sigh. The grass was nothing special— close to death in the cold— but to the exhausted mare, it was bliss. She ate at least six mouthfuls with no hesitation, then recalled Cloudroot‘s warnings about overeating. She forced herself to stop, instead looking around at the clearing’s inhabitants. Softly, she heard the thumps of her companions and the Night Herd steeds landing behind her.

“Now what?” she asked softly.

The triplets dove towards land, the fierce wind whipping their manes and feathers.They burst through the cloud layer, neck and neck. Magicpetal thrusted her wings out to the side first, then turned and burst toward the large meadow. Goldenstream free-fell for a second before whipping around and extending her wings. She dashed after Magicpetal, flicking her tail at Emberblaze with a mischievous smile.

Emberblaze smirked and did a backflip before spreading his wings wide, slowing down and finally stopping right before crashing into the trees. He pumped his wings and shot forward. He quickly caught up to Goldenstream and Magicpetal was 4 wing lengths in front. Emberblaze set his sights to the large meadow stretching in front of him. He quickly spotted his mother, who was grazing next to Breezecloud. Emberblaze flapped his wings and the triplets were all neck and neck again.

They got closer and closer to their mother, who had now raised her head to watch them. Goldenstream slowly pulled out in front of them, to Magicpetal's and Emberblaze's dismay. The two losing siblings frantically tried to gain on her, but Goldenstream was too far out in front. The chestnut yearling landed next to Starsummer, with a slight stumble because of how fast she was going, but quickly recovered and started laughing tauntingly at her siblings.

"Ha!!!! I won!" She snapped, prancing. Emberblaze and Magicpetal landed and glared. "Yeah! Yeah! Don't you forget it!" She snapped again, grinning broadly. "Yeah well, I let you win!" Emberblaze argued. "You did not! You just couldn't catch up!" Goldenstream shot back. "I bet you just got lucky." Magicpetal mumbled. "That was not luck!" Goldenstream gasped, offended. "I won that, fair and square! You two are just sore losers!" She said, swinging her hips.

Starsummer smiled and nickered, amused at her foals argument. "Alright! That's enough." She said, nuzzling Goldenstream. "There will be plenty more races." She said, calming the yearlings down.

Starsummer was very close to birthing. Whiteshadow estimated that she give birth 1 moon before the yearlings turned 2, so Starsummer was very pregnant and waiting on the newest foal.

- 6 months after the migration-

Magicpetal and her siblings were flying over the beautiful Dawn herd landscape. As soon as the herd crossed into Dawn herd's border's, Magicpetal loved it. It was everything Horizongold said it was. The thought of her crush made her heart pound, but she knew that he would return and they would be together soon.

The sun was out and the herd was active. Foals were playing, yearlings were racing, and the mares and stallions were either battle training or relaxing in the warm sun.

Magicpetal's winter coat was gone, revealing her sleek and shiny under-coat which gleamed. She was now a very capable flier. The long migration had strengthened her wings and she no longer feared of getting swept up in a cross-wind.

The triplet's birthday was approaching very soon, and Magicpetal was ecstatic. They'd all turn two in 2 moons, so they were enjoying their last weeks as yearlings.

Goldenstream glided up next to Magicpetal, their wingtips touching. Goldenstream had matured even more within those 6 months. She was still sarcastic and sassy, but she was also smarter and more cunning. She used her head and trusted her instincts to guide her. She was calm and never panicked. Goldenstream's mane and tail had grown and her wings were bright and healthy. She had rounded muscles and she had grown taller, too.

Goldenstream was still a little skinnier than usual, but her ribs were no longer showing.

Goldenstream craned her neck, and saw Emberblaze flying above the two sister's with breathtaking power and ease.

The brother flew down to them and glided next to Magicpetal. He had grown and matured, too. His dark bay coat was shiny and his wings were impressive. He had grown taller and his voice had deepened a little. He learned to be patient as he waited for Redmoon's return. His heart ached for her and he missed her like crazy, but he tried to do what Canyongold had advised- don't worry too much about her. He was still very protective of his family and even a little hot-headed, but he was also always ready to play and race his sisters. All his battle scars had faded into nothing but a memory and a rough spot on his coat.

Emeberblaze burst out laughing and called to his sisters over the wind, "Race you back to Mom!!" He whinnied, and without waiting for a reply, flexed his wings and dove towards land, with Magicpetal and Goldenstream streaming behind him, neighing their pleasure to the wind.

Gingerblaze-

6 moons. That's how long it had been since Gingerbalze's dam, Cherrycloud, had taken her joint herd army and headed north. It's how long it had been since the chestnut had last seen her mother, though she had learned of her fait from a spy who managed to evade being captured at the end of the battle.

Since then, the small remnant of Flame Herd steeds that had been left behind in the desert territory had been forced to flee their home and inhabit a much smaller territory in the area know as turtle beach. They were a group made up of mares, yearling, newborns, and walkers, with a few battle mares and under-stallion which had been originally assigned to guard those who didn't fly north.

It had been a struggle to survive these last few months, but the small herd had managed, and now that it was spring Gingerblaze had hopes that things would become easier. But it hadn't. Many steeds had come down with a sickness known as desert cough, which led to the infected steeds coughing so frequently that it became a struggle for them to eat and drink water. This eventually led to the steeds becoming so weak they could only lay around and do nothing, and shortly after this they would most likely die.

The part that made this epidemic so much worse then any before it, was the lack of a medicine mare. Cherrycloud had insisted on taking all of them with the army, but none had returned, and without a trained medicine mare, the last of Flame Herd was in dire need of help.

(So what actually happened to them? What went on with “The One”, where does Crimsonstorm fit in, and how does the situation resolve itself?)

Oceangold’s wings had passed the point of screaming at her. That was distant history by now, it seemed. Now, almost two moons into flying to the far northeast corner of the Trap, her wings were sending a constant, low moan of agony to her brain, causing her to need to ask for relatively frequent rest stops. She knew she was slowing the group down, but they had brought it on themselves— no one was drafting, the most efficient way to travel long distances. There was little talking; the mystery and aura of The One seemed to discourage chitchat. All in all, Oceangold thought, she was regretting the decision to make the trip— until she heard Duskblade call out from her left. “The clearing and caves of The One are in sight!” The Night Herd steed pointed with a hoof.

A strange spirit of adventure overtook Oceangold’s psyche, and for the first time since they started flying her wings felt great. “Finally! Shall we land?”

( Can I just Clear something up; Redmoon Breezebell and Forestbeam would have DEFINITELY been back by 6 months xD )

Whiteshadow-

After hearing a commotion from outside of the cave, Whiteshadow poked her head out just in time to see an arctic fox scampering away. She sighed, glad that they would be moving on soon because this wasn't the first animal who had gotten ambitiously close to the cave, and she knew it was only a matter of time before larger animals were doing the same.

Before Whiteshadow returned to her work, she shared a quick glance Darkstone, but imminently started to feel guilty. She was almost 4 moons pregnant, and still had yet to tell her mate they were going to have a foal. It wasn't like she didn't want to tell him, it was just that Whiteshadow knew he would have never allowed her to come out here, and she had promised herself that she would still carry out her duties as a medicine mare for as long as possible until the foal was born.

Darkstone:

He had been overjoyed when hearing he could stay with Whiteshadow through the long 6 months. He had no idea she was pregnant, but he did have a sinking suspicion that something was wrong, he just didn't know what. Darkstone, along with 5 other uninjured stallions, were guarding the medicine mare den from predators while the other handful of stallions were helping the medicine mares' prepare for the migration and guarding the graveyard..

Darkstone stood tall, his muscles flinching at every noise coming from beyond the valley. He had grown some more within those 6 months. His muscles became more refined, his mane and tail longer, and his coat and feathers very luscious.

He heard Whiteshadow's voice speaking to a young stallion he'd known as Twigstrike, one of his nephews friends, behind him. Twigstrike sounded worried, and Darkstone could've guessed why.

Emberblaze was going through the same thing. Emberblaze had tried not to worry too much, but it was hard not too worry when they hadn't heard anything from Redmoon and Breezebell in moons.

The sound of russling leaves snapped his attention back forward.

A bush about 15 wing lengths from the medicine mare den shook vigorously. Darkstone lashed his tail in warning to the under-stallions surrounding him and they sprang into alert. Darkstone tensed and flexed his wings, ready to defend against or attack anything that came out. The bush shook again, and a small arctic fox stalked out from the bush, its chilling amber eyes going wide at the sight of the group of fearsome steeds standing before him.

Darkstne exhaled in relief that it wasn't something bigger or more dangerous. He snapped his jaws, creating a loud clacking sound, and the fox scurried away quickly. "As you were." He mumbled to his fellow under-stallions. Darkstone resumed his position in front of the den, but not before glancing at Whiteshadow and winking playfully as she caught his gaze.

6 months later...

Whiteshadow-

It had been 6 happy moons since Darkstone had asked her to be his mate, and the herd had almost completed it's migration, with the last few remaining steeds scheduled to head out the next morning. Whiteshadow had been assigned to care for them for the three moons or so, but she hadn't minded to much because Darkstone had been allowed to come with her. Especially since just before returning to the 'graveyard', Dappleroot had confirmed the fact that Whiteshadow was expecting Darkstone's foal, and the gray mare knew she wouldn't have been able to bare being apart for her mate this long under these circumstances.

As thoughts of her unborn foal swirled in her mind, Whiteshadow bustled around the almost deserted medicine mare cave, finishing up with a few last minute preparations before she left to rejoin the rest of the herd. "Hold still." she snapped, as she looked over Twigstrike to double check his injuries were not in any danger of becoming inflamed.

"Sorry." replied the antsy stallion, as he glanced worriedly out the cave's entrance. Ever since the migration had begun, Twingstrike had been on edge, but it had nothing to do with the herd, and everything to do with Breezebell. The young mare had run off with her mother and sister on a quest to find her thought-to-be-dead sire the day the migration had been announced, and hadn't even said good by to him. If Twigstrike had not been confined to the medicine mare den at that point, the young roan stallion would have surly gone after her, but instead he had been forced to wait and watch for her return. Unable to do anything.

"She'll be back." said Whiteshadow, trying to comfort her patient.

Twigstrike shook his head, "Then why hasn't she? It's been 6 moons, and we've heard nothing."

"Don't give up." she encouraged, "I have faith that she will come back at some point."

"Then what?" snapped Twigstrike, "She'll come back here and find that we're all gone. She'll think that we abandoned her and her family."

Whiteshadow looked at the stallion, he looked despite and worried, and the worst part was, there was nothing she could say to help him.

Darkstone:

He exhaled in relief and wrapped his neck around her's. Darkstone buried his muzzle in her mane and drank in her scent, feeling her warmth against the bitter cold. "Welcome to the family." He said.

(Here!!!)

Horizongold, Skywing, and four other members of the graveyard guard (I’m weirdly proud of that alliteration) were huddled in a circle near Bronzewing’s tribute for warmth and protection against the cold wind. The other eight members were standing in pairs at each corner of the massive rectangular expanse, keeping a lookout in all directions. With nothing else to do, Horizongold dozed, trusting Skywing to wake him if needed.

Six months after the migration announcement, Glacier Herd medicine caves...

Cloudroot woke from a nap underneath the willow tree’s barren branches. Her winter coat had grown in, and she was grateful for it as she felt the frost of the ground bite into her flank. She stood up and shook herself, looking around for the source of the noise that had woken her. She couldn’t find it, so she shrugged it off and trotted slowly toward the medicine cave. Inside were two faces looking back at her: the rusty brown of Tumbleroot and a dark bay roan with spring-green-and-silver feathers, the medicine mare of Ice Herd: Fernroot. Cloudroot didn’t know her too well, as she was a fairly quiet, introverted mare who believed in getting the work at hand done efficiently and well rather than talking about it. Some patients found her unwelcoming, which wasn’t really wrong, but Cloudroot much preferred her no-nonsense manner to Tumbleroot’s dithering uncertainty— not that she would admit that to either of them.

Before any of them greeted her, she heard a noise beyond them— a noise she had been waiting to hear for six moons. Her face lit up and she trotted inside.

Whiteshadow-

As the gray mare listened to Darkstone's words, she felt her heart flutter as a wave of warmth and affection washed over her. "Yes." Whiteshadow breathed, almost to happy to speak "Darkstone, I will be your mate." she slipped closer to the stallion and nuzzled his shoulder.

Darkstone:

As they were admiring the cave, Darkstone took some deep breaths and thought to himself, "This is it, Darkstone. It's time to ask her. You can't hold this off any longer. You need to ask her." He turned his head and glanced over his shoulder at the beautiful mare standing next to him. He inhaled slowly again. "I'm going to ask her to be my mate. I love her too much not to tell her."

He walked forward with her by his side, towards the brightest crystals in the cave. The crystals shined brightly and reflected off Whiteshadow's already beautiful feathers.

Darkstone stopped and turned to face her, his eyes bright and caring. He smiled down at her as he began, "Whiteshadow, I know I've waited too long, but I wanted to do this when it's just us. No distractions. No injured steeds. No battle trainings. No wars. Just you and me." He paused, to look straight into her eyes and he felt his heart skip a beat as he stared into her beautiful face. He lowered his head to where his muzzle was only inches from her's and he continued, "I promise that I'll keep you safe. I promise that I'll give you all the love in the world. You support me and my goofy self and you make me laugh.

"Whiteshadow, you're selfless, you're amazing, you're supportive, you're beautiful, and you're the love of my life. And just know that -no matter what- I'll never stop loving you. Which is why I'm asking, Whiteshadow, will you be my mate?" He said, speaking from his heart.

(Okay. I have to eat dinner, but I'll be back. I'll comment Darkstone's proposal then.)

(Yes! I completely agree with Darkshadow/ Whitestone. I was going to say that he could have asked her when they were in the crystal caves, which is super cute.

I agree with Dragon about Redmoon. ALSO, Nightmist, who is this "One"?

Dragon, very true. I'd say Cloudroot, Whiteshadow(but maybe she'll leave early from her shift because she got pregnant) and then a medicine mare from Flame herd or Ice herd or something.)

(I'm fine with skipping forward in time, but another thing that should be discussed is the Whiteshadow/Darkstone relationship. It would make sense for Darkstone to have already asked Whiteshadow to be his mate if we do a time jump, and for Whiteshadow to possibly be pregnant. What do you think Riverbreeze?

Also, eventhough I know it don't really involve me, I think it would make the most sense for Redmoon to head back to the place the herd was before the migration. I mean, they did kinda leave just as the announcement was being made so it would have been possible for them to not have heard of the migration.

Then last but not least, leaving a medicine mare behind with the injured steeds is a great idea, and since Dappleroot is somewhat mentally unstable, and Tumbleroot is kinda incompetent/inexperienced, I think that it should either be Cloudroot, Whiteshadow, or possibly a medicine mare form one of the captured herds we have yet to meet.)

(flamefrost!!!!!! Good to see you back!!! So, you want to skip forward to when the migration already happened?? That's fine with me, if its fine with Dragon and Nightmist. Speaking of Nightmist, Nightmist, what's gonna happen to Redmoon? Is she just going to meet the rest of the herd at the migration lands or is she coming back to the herd before the migration started, or what? I'm just wondering.

I also feel like a couple medicine mares should stay behind to care for the injured steeds.)

(I have been away for WAY too long... I caught up though. I won't be on for long, since we're going on vacation next week. I'm here now though!)

(I think we should stay present with the Night Herd meetup but the rest of Glacier herd can jump forward about six moons, when the migration has happened and there are rotations taking care of the injured steeds. That six-moon time frame would also give anyone who currently has injuries time to heal without us needing to document it.)

… six moons later, the Vein between Jungle Herd and Feather Herd (bordering the old Dawn Herd lands) ...

Dusksplash whinnied in delight as he nosed his way out of a light cloud. The ground may have frosted over the previous night, but the sun was warm on his feathers. "Come on!" he called to Pearlsong, who was hovering below him. "Catch me if you can!"

Below him, on the ground, Breezecloud watched her son with sadly fond eyes. She could see the lines of his father so clearly in the way he carried his neck, not to mention the new size of his wings. She smiled as she watched his antics, then lowered her head and grazed once more.

(Also Nightmist, we should probably talk about what will happen to Redmoon. Will she come back an join the herd in migration? Or will she join the herd later? Just wondering.

This has been dead and I hate it because I LOVE this RP SO MUCH!!!!! I'm just trying to brainstorm ways to revive it)

(I feel like we should skip forward....we already know most of the plan for the migration -the injured stays behind and the healthy steeds will rotate coming back to protect the injured steeds from predators and other herds, right?- so i say we just skip this part and skip forward.)

Goldenstream:

She shook off as well, and nodded at his statement.

Darkstone:

"That's amazing." He said, staring in awe at the unfrozen pool. He lowered a wingtip into the pool of water. He gasped and pulled his wing out. "It's kind of warm! It's not cold in the slightest!" He gaped.

Silverflame-

The young stallion gave his coat a good shake, noticing that snow had started falling and was beginning to pile up one him, "That's good." he commented, "Soon there's going to be a lot of little foals running around."

Whiteshadow-

The mare nuzzled Darkstone back, mad at herself for getting distracted. Whiteshadow then followed the silver dapple stallion to a sort of an arch way made by the crystals. This was the entrance to the larger cavern, the one that held the under ground pool, and to her surprise, the small body of water was still bubbling up, completely unfrozen. "Would you look at that?" marvel Whiteshadow, staring at the glimmering pool.

Goldenstream:

She stiffened at the mention of her mother, but smiled and relaxed. "Oh, she's fine. She's constantly tired but fine. She always tells us not to worry about her, but how can I not? And yes, she's pretty close. Dappleroot said that the foal would probably be born in early spring." Goldebstream explained, arching her neck, proud that she'd be the older sister to another sibling besides Magicpetal.

Darkstone:

He could feel Whiteshadow's body temperature suddenly rise. He turned to face her and followed her gaze toward the rotting moss. At first he was confused and didn't know why she was so disturbed, but then he remembered Bravefire and Dappleroot. He moved closer to her and nuzzled her comfortingly. "I hate it when you're sad. C'mon. Let's move away from that and look at the crystals." He said, walking towards a tall archway of crystals that stretched to the top of the cave.

Silverflame-

"Maybe." he admitted, suddenly wishing to drop the topic, "How's your dam doing? She's got to be getting close to foaling."

Whiteshadow-

"I see." murmured Whiteshadow as she leaned in to breath in his scent, then she pulled back a little so she could also look around the cave. Like Darkstone, the cave absolutely took her breath away, with the small beams of light that were sent dancing around the room by it's gem encased walls. But as she took in the scene, the gray mare felt sadness and disgust as her eyes rested on a heap of dried, decaying moss laying to one side of the cave. Memories of Blazefire -- a traitorous captain who had taken refuge here many moons ago -- came back to her, and she suddenly felt a wave of fury directed at the stallion wash through her. Whiteshadow's mentor, Dappleroot, had hidden him here, but once they had been discovered, and Blazefire had been executed, the older medicine mare had become distant. Rarely wanting to do anything more then jobs specifically relating to her duties as a healer of Glacier Herd. It was truly heart breaking, but there was really nothing that could be done. Whiteshadow had tried many, many times to help, but nothing ever worked.

She let out a long breath, thinking about this now was not helping, she was here to spend a last few fleeting hours with Darkstone before the herd started the migration. And she intended to spend every second of that time with him.

Goldenstream:

She frowned at his words and stayed close to him. "I don't know then...I'm not exactly a therapist. But, I don't think you did anything. If you did, you would have realized it. Maybe he's just having moody or something?" She replied, looking up at the sky and watching the snow fall.

Silverflame-

Thankful for the reassurance that he wasn't burdening Goldenstream with his drama, he exhaled, "I've tried several times," admitted Silverflame, "Each time he refuses to make eye contact, and storms away after about 30 seconds. I don't know what I did, but it seems like he's really mad about it."

Darkstone:

He chuckled again and shook his head. "Oh nothing. Just the fact that you're so graceful like a swan and I'm over here like a dying elephant." He said, nudging her wings gently. He lifted his head ad looked around. "I've been here before, but it still takes my breath away." He mumbled, listening to his voice echo off the walls of the huge and gorgeous crystal cave.

Goldenstream:

She smiled soothingly and her eyes were soft and bright. "Have you tried talking to him? I think he just wants his older brother back ,but he doesn't know how to tell you." She said, moving to stand next to him. Goldenstream caught a glance from him and saw that his gaze was guilty. She exhaled and said, "I don't mind, Silverflame. I'm glad you told me."

Whiteshadow-

She side stepped to make room for large silver dapple stallion, as he glided in. When she heard him chuckle to himself, Whiteshadow looked on in amusement, "What's so funny?" she whinnied.

Silverflame-

Silverflame was relieved that Goldenstream seemed to be feeling better now that she had some food in her belly. "I don't honestly know." he said, in regards to the chestnut's question, "He's been keeping to himself a lot, and only seems to want to interact with this mare named Ryefeather. I don't know what's gotten into him. We were so close, then suddenly one day he won't even look me in the eye. It's like he's mad at me or something." Silverflame glanced at Goldenstream, suddenly guilty for dumping this on he, but it felt good to be able to share this with her.

Darkstone:

He franticly tried to get his large wings to cooperate. He passed the cave from high above, and at the speed he was going, he had to turn around in a large circle to slow his descend. Once he had straightened out, he pinned his wings and dove.

Whiteshadow was far ahead of him, but he didn't care. He just enjoyed the wind through his feathers and spending this time with Whiteshadow.

He neared the ground and pulled out of the dive right before he crashed into the side of the cave. With one swift movement of his wings, he fluttered inside and landed breathless. "Phew!!! That was a rough one!" He huffed, his sides heaving.

While his awkward wings struggled, Whiteshadow had made the dive and entering the cave so graceful.

Compared to her, he probably looked like an elephant with big, chunky wings. He chuckled in spite of himself, and trotted over to where Whiteshadow stood.

Magicpetal:

She squealed and tried to dodge but Canyongold was too close. Magicpetal whirled around and burst after Emberblaze, who was cantering away from her. She leapt into the sky, tucked her wings once she was high enough then dove. She gained speed and before she was about to crash into her brother, she snapped her wings open and the air easily pulled her upward. She extended her wing and tagged him on the flank as she passed.

Emberblaze:

He spun around, his eyes searching for the thing that tagged him. He saw Magicpetal flying over his head with dizzying speed. He smiled, then looked around for someone to tag. His eyes fell on Stormglade and he dashed off after his target.

Canyongold:

She shot Stormglade a dazzling, yet understanding smile, and she gave chase once again. She tapped Magicpetal on the shoulder with her wing, crying, “You’re it!“, and dashing away to warn Stomrglade.

Magicpetal:

She hesitated for a moment, but she stood up. Emberblaze glanced at her. "Anyone can change Emberblaze. Maybe Stormglade can, too." She said before turning and galloping over to Canyongold. "I'll play!" She called, smiling.

Emberblaze:

He sighed and stood up. "Wait for me! I'll play, too!" He called, fluttering his wings.

Stormglade:

He slowed to a canter when he realized Canyongold wasn't chasing him. He looked over his shoulder to see Magicpetal and Emberblaze join in on the game, and his heart swelled with happiness.

Canyongold:

She screeched with delight as she stumbled sideways and into a sideways roll, ending up on her feet. She jumped into the air and shot after him. “Now it’s my turn to get YOU!” She called, challenge still glazing over her voice. She glanced at Magicpetal and Emberblaze, daring them to join in and see if they could escape her clutches.

Stormglade:

He felt something shove him sideways. He stumbled, but quickly regained his footing. He turned to see what it was and saw Canyongold galloping away, her eyes bright. Stormglade smirked and flexed his muscles. "Oh yes, I can!" He called, challengingly and thrusted himself forward and pounded his legs faster. Stormglade unfolded his wings to help propel him forward.

He gained on Canyongold and was soon right on her tail. "Hi Canyongold!" He called from behind her.

He laughed, lowered his head and kicked out his hind legs, just for the fun of it.

Stormglade, with a huge grin turned and galloped right next to Canyongold. At the speed they were going, ramming her would send her flying and might end up hurting her, which he grimaced at the thought. Instead, he lowered his head to her side and nudged her shoulder-just enough to get her slightly off-balanced.

He slammed on the brakes and skidded into a halt. "Gotcha!" He whinnied to her.

Emberblaze:

He looked up to the sounds of thundering hooves and whinnies of joy. His jaw unhinged and he relaxed completely. He shook Magicpetal, who was pinned beneath him. "Look! Look....is that Stormglade? Playing?!!!" Emberblaze asked, the simple thought rattling his mind.

Magicpetal:

She rolled over to see better, and watched, amazed that this mean, cold stallion had changed into a fun-loving and carefree colt. "That's new...." She whispered.

Canyongold:

She blushed slightly when they almost brushed noses, but she wouldn’t stop smiling and laughing. When she saw Emberblaze and Magicpetal horsing around, she gazed at Stormglade with a mischievous glint in her eyes and dazzle in her smile.

She then quickly rammed into Stormglade’s side. She didn’t do much more than make him stumble, after all, she was much smaller than she was, and she wasn’t nearly as strong, but she still had a triumphant smile on her face, and then dashed away. “You can’t catch me Stormglade!” She whinnied.

Stormglade:

He rolled in a tangled mess with Canyongold. He didn't know why, but a sudden laughter burst out of his chest. It was loud and joyful, which was surprising since Stormglade hadn't laughed like that in a long time. Still grinning, he rolled over and, in the process, almost brushed noses with Canyongold.

His eyes went wide and he quickly scrambled to his hooves. He cleared his throat and stuffed any emotions he'd just felt back into his heart. He folded his wings and tossed the forelock out of his eyes.

Emberblaze:

He frowned, annoyed that Canyongold beat him, but he shrugged it off. He stood next to Magicpetal and ruffled her mane with his wing. Magicpetal laughed and pushed him playfully. Emberblaze side-stepped at her push and tackled her in response. Magicpetal squealed and the siblings wrestled each other in the snow.

Canyongold:

She dashed forward on the ground, limping slightly still, and spread her wings open and jumped into the sky. Immediately, it was if she was a firework, and she shot upwards. She quickly corrected herself to where she was flying above Emberblaze and diving down towards Stormglade and Magicpetal. As she and Emberblaze came closer, she dived straight down, cutting Emberblaze off, and finished the race on hoof, tumbling into Stormglade laughing.

Emberblaze:

He laughed, something he hadn't done in a while and it felt good. "Yeah. Good idea. RACE YA!!" He nickered. Without waiting for an answer, he kicked off and pumped his wings and shot across the valley in a blurry of navy blue feathers.

Magicpetal:

.-. She sees Emberblaze flying back towards her and she exhale with relief. "Finally..."

Stormglade:

>-< Watches as Canyongold and Emberblaze made their way back. "Phew....thank the Ancestors."

Darkstone:

He franticly tried to get his large wings to cooperate. He passed the cave from high above, and at the speed he was going, he had to turn around in a large circle to slow his descend. Once he had straightened out, he pinned his wings and dove.

Whiteshadow was far ahead of him, but he didn't care. He just enjoyed the wind through his feathers and spending this time with Whiteshadow.

He neared the ground and pulled out of the dive right before he crashed into the side of the cave. With one swift movement of his wings, he fluttered inside and landed breathless. "Phew!!! That was a rough one!" He huffed, his sides heaving.

While his awkward wings struggled, Whiteshadow had made the dive and entering the cave so graceful.

Compared to her, he probably looked like an elephant with big, chunky wings. He chuckled in spite of himself, and trotted over to where Whiteshadow stood.

Goldenstream:

She snorted and glared at him. Her blue eyes were bright and twinkling with playfulness. She flicked her tail at him and swallowed the rest of the plant before taking another mouthful. Once the herd was gone, she licked her lips and lifted her head. She was still a little hungry, but she wouldn't tell that to Silverflame. However, she did feel a lot better and felt more reassured that her body had a least a little bit more nutrition. "I haven't seen your brother around...is he alright?" She asked, scanning the sky for no apparent reason.

Silverflame-

The young bay stallion looked at Goldenstream in amusement, "No thanks, I had my fill earlier." he said, "But you should probably slow down. Don't want you getting a stomachache."

(okay now i have to go bye)

Goldenstream:

At the sight of the food, she stomach roared and she broke into a fast trot after landing. Once she got there, she immediately lowered her head and ripped up a huge chunk of the plant and chewed happily. After she swallowed, she looked at Silverflame and smiled. "Thank you." She said, before lowering her head again to grab another bite. "It's not that bad! You want some?" She asked, pausing mid-chew and scooting over to make room for Silverflame.

(JK im back)

(I gtg sryyy!!!)

Whiteshadow-

"You wish!" exclaimed Whiteshadow, pretending to be out raged. The little mare pumped her bright blue wings, and shot forward so she was gliding next to Darkstone. She lingered in that position for a few moments, until she spotted the cave the couple where heading for far below. Without skipping a beat, or giving a verbal challenge, Whiteshadow angled her wings slightly up so to stop the air flow going over them, then dove. Heading straight at the cave's hidden entrance.

Silverflame-

"Come on." Silverflame said, "It's not to far away." He bounded into the sky, and glided over to a small rocky out cropping near where his family was accustomed to sleeping. "Let's see..." he muttered to himself after touching down, "I think I saw something around this rock..." carefully he nosed around the rock he had indicated, and sure enough, there was a clump of some hardy arctic plant growing out form underneath it. "Here you are." said Silverflame, taking a step back to allow Goldenstream to step closer.

Magicpetal:

.-. She sees Emberblaze flying back towards her and she exhale with relief. "Finally..."

Stormglade: >-< Watches as Canyongold and Emberblaze made their way back. "Phew....thank the Ancestors."

Emberblaze:

He laughed, something he hadn't done in a while and it felt good. "Yeah. Good idea. RACE YA!!" He nickered. Without waiting for an answer, he kicked off and pumped his wings and shot across the valley in a blurry of navy blue feathers.

Canyongold:

She grinned back, and ruffled her feathers. ”Good, good.“ Then she looked over at Stormglade and Magicpetal, and stifled a laugh. Then she nudged Emberblaze and pointed with her wings towards their awkward conversation and said, “We should probably go break that mess-of-a-conversation up.”

( XD I jsut miss the old Emberblaze. NOW, I DO NOT WANT THE REDBLAZE SHIP TO DIE, but I definitely want the old Emberblaze back xD )

(oof i'm not sure I like where Emberblaze's character has gone too. Hopefully I can get him turned around and back to the normal Ember we all know and love... :P It's fine! It's fine...he's just going through an emo phase... XDDD)

Stormglade:

He watched Emberblaze and Canyongold talk with a slight snort. He glanced at Magicpetal and swallowed. He awkwardly shifted his weight. and racked his brain for something to say. "Sooooooo......uh...." He cleared his throat silently. "How's uh....your mom?" He asked, kicking himself for being so stupid.

Magicpetal:

She felt just as awkward as Stormglade did and tried to hide her shock from him asking her a question.. "Uhmm...she's fine? Really tired from Council meetings and her belly's getting larger..but um...fine?" She muttered, flicking her tail.

Stormglade:

He coughed again and grit his teeth. 'Oh...good..."

Magipetal: :| "Yeeeeep...."

Stormglade: He shot a couple frantic glances to Canyongold. "Oh my gosh, please hurry Canyongold..I'm dying over here..." He thought, feeling like he might puke from all the awkwardness as the two yearlings shared awkward glances and the occasion awkward smile.

Stormglade: x-x

Magicpetal: :/

Emberblaze:

He listened to Canyongold and each word she said made him realize just how much he'd changed. He sighed, feeling a crushing weight of guilt of his shoulders. "You're right. You're right! My life shouldn't revolve around Redmoon and her life shouldn't revolve around me. I get it. I've changed since Redmoon left...I only hope it's not to late to change back..." He looked at Canyongold. "I promise...no more angry Emberblaze. And no more worrying about Redmoon." He said, cocking his normal, flirty, half- smile.

Redmoon:

At least a week had passed since they left, and she could just now see The Trap in all of its glory. Her eyes widened, but she quickly looked away, thinking more about Emberblaze. They were very close, and she hadn’t said goodbye to him. She knew she was probably over-reacting and that he was still the same Emberblaze since she’d left. (How about that for irony? XD) She loved him very dearly, and almost had half a mind to ask him to be her mate. But that was a stupid fantasy, for they were still too young.

She quickly was shaken from her thoughts as Duskblade (Was that his name? Or was it Duskglade? ) called for them to dive down to land outside of the forest. She buzzed with anticipation and excitement at seeing her father again, and even because they’d finally See “The One,” everybody kept talking about.

Canyongold:

“I know you don’t want to hear this from me, but I’m starting to get concerned for your mental health if all you’re focusing on is Redmoon. You can’t just build your life upon a pegasus. Pegasi die, and it happens all the time, and when Redmoon dies, and all you’ve based your life upon is her, than you may never recover. I just want you to be thinking on this. I’m absolutely, POSITIVELY certain she loves you more than life itself. She is just focused on her family at the moment, and probably just didn’t want you to worry about her, because she was afraid she might not come back,” Canyongold finished, knowing it wasn’t her place, but when they were younger Redmoon had been her best friend for as long as she remembered.

Then Emberblaze had come into Redmoon’s life, and he stole all the light away from Canyongold, leaving her friendless. Canyongold didn’t mind, of course, for now she herself had found a new friend, even possibly more than a friend. She smiled at Emberblaze. “Just promise me you won’t worry about her too much? Okay?”

( Lol, sorry, I was playing a Dungeons and Dragon‘s game xD )

(hewwo? anyone?)

Darkstone:

He peered over his shoulder and laughed again. "You give up? So soon?" He teased, playfully flicking his long tail towards her shoulder. He turned back forward and glided through the wind, allowing the wind to do the work for him.

Goldenstream:

Her ears rose in temperature and a pink stained her cheeks, but Goldenstream was thankful for thick fur to hide her blush.

Goldenstream knew that she needed more nutrition and food, but she felt embarrassed that Silverflame, her first crush, was the one to tell it to her.

She exhaled, blowing her scent in his direction, and nodded slowly. "Th-thanks." She stammered, shifting her weight awkwardly from hoof to hoof. She waiting for him to take the lead.

Emberblaze:

He looked at Canyongold, slightly confused, but accepted nonetheless. She led him away from the others and when she stopped, Emberblaze turned to face her. "So...uhh.....what's up?" He asked, barely above a whisper.

Silverflame-

As he gazed at Goldenstream, he noticed that she seemed to be trying to cover up the more obvious signs of her hunger with her wings, but this only made it worrying. Knowing her, Silverflame could guess she hadn't been eating much herself, preferring to let the other members of her family eat first. "I know where there might be some plants that can survive in this." he said, pawing at the fresh dusting of snow.

Whiteshadow-

She felt a warm burst of energy flow through her as her wing tips brushed against Darkstone's, and the feeling lingered behind him as the silver dapple stallion shot past her "Hay! No fair!" Whiteshadow called after him, "Your wings are bigger!"

Darkstone:

He whinnied with pleasure and leapt into the sky after her. He pumped his wings and soared right up beside her, allowing his wingtips to overlap hers. He grinned in a flirty fashion, before pumping his wings again and propelling himself in front of her, laughing and neighing.

Goldenstream:

She smiled and nickered. "I think that's what every sire does sometimes." She said, trying to come up with something else to say so the conversation wouldn't become awkward.

She could feel his eyes on her and she hid a frown. It's true; she hasn't been eating what she normally should. Even with her thick fur coat, she still looked abnormally skinny.

The reason for that was, whenever she did find food, she usually gave it to her mother and siblings.

The last thing Goldenstream wanted was for Silverflame to become worried about her. So, she lowered her wings over her sides to try to hide her stomach and legs.

Silverflame-

"She's... Pearlsong." said Silverflame, "She's been spending all her time playing with Dusksplash, which is really annoying our sire because he just want's her to be his 'little filly' forever. I hear him muttering about it to Mistcloud almost every night." he let out a nicker, "It's pretty funny really."

The pair stood in silence for a moment, and Silverflame let his eyes travel over Goldenstream, and he was quite startled to see how thin she appeared. Most of her ribs were showing, her bright purple feathers looked dull, and her face had a gaunt look about it. He suddenly was starting to feel impatient about the migration.

Whiteshadow-

"That's a prefect idea." she whinnied, "Race ya." And without looking to see if he was coming, she up like a spark, then sped off towards the cave's entrance.

Canyongold:

She grinned as the problem was resolved, but then glanced back at Emberblaze, and said, “Emberblaze, could we speak for a minute?” She asked gently, not wanting to upset him further than he already was.

(Okay I won’t type until Dragon’s done typing now xD )

( yeah xD )

( ACK! I”M HERE TOO! :D)

Goldenstream:

Once she knew that everything was alright with Emberblaze and Stormglade, she looked at to Silverflame. "Alright, that makes sense." She said.

She pawed at the ground looking for something to eat, but any grass -if it hadn't died yet- was far too buried under the snow. She frowned, but lifted her head, ignoring the aching pain of hunger. "How's your sister?" She asked, knowing that it was hard for foals to get enough nutrition in the winter.

Darkstone: He grinned happily. "Great! I was thinking we would go to the caves? You know, the caves that you brought me too on our first flight together? I figured it would be suiting if we went there as one of our last flights for a while." He said, fluttering his orange wings in excitement.

Silverflame-

"I see." said the light bay colt as he watched Emberblaze stormed off, then suddenly change course to go over to Stormglade. The dark bay yearling looked aggravated, and possibly about to attack the other steed. Silverflame tensed, ready to spring into action if it came to it, but thankfully, Magicpetal materialized just in time to stop her brother. Redmoon leaving without so much as a 'good bye' must have really been getting to him.

Once he was sure that his friend wasn't going to do anything, Silverflame glanced back at Goldenstream, "I think the council said they we'll be migrating over the next month so that we can leave in a few different groups." he said, answering the pretty chestnut's previous question, "That way the more injured steeds have a chance to heal up."

(cool!)

(..hello? Just me?)

Magicpetal:

She heard a rustle of feathers and loud voices coming from the other end of the valley. There she saw Emberblaze, looking very angry at Stormglade, who looked surprisingly submissive. Magicpetal flew over, as to not apply pressure on her leg.

She landed next to Emberblaze. "Emberblaze? Stormglade? What's going on?" She asked, cautiously eyeing Stormglade. Suddenly, Canyongold erupted from behind Stormglade, looking very fierce. Magicpetal was taken aback by the entire scene and listened to canyon gold with her jaw unhinged. "So wait...Stormglade, you didn't want to hurt Canyongold?" Magicpetal asked, way calmer than her upset brother, who was too stunned to speak.

Stormglade:

"Of course not! It was cold, so we huddled together." Stormglade said, admiring Canyongold's sudden confidence and willing to defend him.

Magicpetal glanced at Emberblaze and his eyes were slowly softening. His tensed muscles relaxed and he closed his bared teeth. His voice was raspy and his head hung low. "Of course it's about Redmoon....and if she 'loves me' then why'd she just...leave? Do you know how hard that is to just watch someone you care about fly away without even a glance behind them?!" He mumbled, his eyes downcast. "And no....I couldn't go with her. She was looking for her father, Canyongold...it was a family matter and it didn't concern me..." He said, his voice fading in a whisper. Emberblaze closed his eyes and turned his head away.

Magicpetal looked at Stormglade, then looked back to Emberblaze. She nudged his cheek with her muzzle. "And?" She asked gently.

Emberblaze: He leaned into her nuzzle and met her eyes. Emberblaze nodded and said, "And....I'm sorry, Stormglade..." He said, turning his head to face the stallion. "It wasn't right of me to jump to conclusions."

Stormglade:

He stood up straighter and moved next to Canyongold. "No, it's fine. I deserved your words and I understand your doubt." He said. He nodded subtly to Magicpetal as a form of Thank you and I'm sorry.

Magicpetal: She smiled at Stormglade, something she never thought she would do. And to her surprise, Stormglade sent a smile back.

Canyongold:

The filly growled at Emberblaze and jumped in front of Stormglade to face him. “Emberblaze! What has gotten into you?! I’m fine! Stormglade and I were huddling together to get out of the wind!” She said, a slight blush toning her features.

“Why are you so angry?! Is this about Redmoon?!“ She hissed in a softer tone, as to not embarrass Emberblaze in front of Stormglade, for she knew he had feelings for the bay filly. “If it is, Emberblaze, trust me, I know first hand how much she loves you! She’s talked to me about you almost every time we’ve talked, which is quite often. She will be back before you know it. I mean, for all I care, you could go and fly after her! No one was stopping you from going with her!“ Canyongold reasoned, trying to calm down her clearly troubled friend.

She looked back at Stormglade, and suddenly felt much anger towards Emberblaze for accusing Stormglade of trying to hurt her. Stormglade would never do that! She felt bad for Stormglade, knowing all he wanted was to have friends or to redeem himself. Then she turned back to Emberblaze awaiting his answer.

( No! I liked it very much, actually xD )

(WOW! That was long....was it too dramatic? If it was, i can change it.)

Emberblaze:

He exhaled a long sigh. He collapsed his wings, letting them fall towards the snowy ground. He took one last look skyward, and turned away from it., his heart breaking.

He saw his sister and Silvrflame glancing at him with worried eyes, but he didn't care. He just wanted this day to be over. He started to make his way towards where his family slept, but halted when he saw a surprising sight.

Stormglade and Canyongold where standing very close together.

Emberblaze, already being in a bad mood, pinned his ears at Stormglade. He didn't know Stormglade was protecting Canyongold from the wind-from Emberblaze's eyes, it looked like Stormglade was trying to hurt her.

Emberblaze growled and stormed over to Stormglade. "What do you think you're doing?" He snapped, glaring at the yearling.

Stormglade:

He flicked his ears toward someone. "Emberblaze?" He asked, wondering what the other colt was doing here. Emberblaze's angry expression confused Stormglade. He glanced down at Canyongold and realization washed over his like a wave-Emberblaze saw Stormglade with Canyongold and he thought that Stormglade was hurting/bullying her. He had to explain. "It's not what you think!"

Stormglade looked Emberblaze in the eyes. They were near black and very aggressive. What happened to him? Emberblaze had never been this aggressive. Whatever it was, Emberblaze was in pain and he was taking it out on Stormglade.

Emberblaze didn't buy it. "Then what is it like? ..I thought I told you to stay away from my friends!" He dug his hooves into the snow, and flared his wings, ready if Stormglade decided to attack him.

Emberblaze glanced at Canyongold. "Canyongold, come here." At her confused expression he said, "Just get away from him. He won't hurt you anymore, not while I'm here...." Emberblaze growled and pinned his ears.

Stormglade:

His eyes went wide. Emberblaze was willing to fight-he was willing to fight for the protection of his friend. Stormglade looked down at Canyongold. "I wasn't hurting her! Emberblaze, honestly! I wasn't going to hurt her." Stormglade said, his ears drooped submissively.

Emberblaze took a step toward Stomglade, ignoring his statement.. "Go! Get out of here! Go back to whatever hole you crawled out of."

Stormglade gasped at Emberblaze's words. They cut through his heart like butter and on instinct Stormlgade backed up, his wings tucked flat against his body. He didn't want to fight. He didn't want Canyongold to accidentally get hurt...

Goldenstream:

She chuckled, "Yeah, I am. I wonder how the Council will decide to transport the injured steeds." She thought, glancing at her mother.

Goldenstream followed Silverflame's gaze, "Unforunatly, yes. And she left without saying goodbye to him...He's pretty melancholic..." She said, feeling her ears droop at the sight of her brother, standing and looking skywards, his expression blank and depressed.

(So, just so y'all know, I'm wont be able to be on tomorrow until most likely the evening)

Whiteshadow-

The gray pinto mare's felt like it had already taken off, "Yes!" she said, trying not to sound to anxious.