Alright, so I know that we don't really have lead mares/overstallions in all of herds but I couldn't resist starting it tonight because I don't really have anything to do. So let's just get this started!!!
Summary: This is the first part, nothing has happened yet.
Time of Day: Mid-day (noon)
Marrowleaf: "Alright then." She wasn't entirely sure of the decision, but kept walking. Marrowleaf kept her head low, she wasn't sure why. It wasnt like it was going to help with anything like a wild creature. It was more of a natural response. The quiet cave echoed with their every step, the only sound was the two's breaths.
Crow:
She rolled her eyes. "How would you know?" She asked mockingly. She hated how everyone thought she was different because she was 'female.' Like, so what? she thought. But she didn't plan on becoming the Destroyer. But really, she was quite nervous. What happened if she DID become the Destroyer? Based on the legends of Starwing, she didn't exactly feel like she'd turn into him, the Healer. But STILL. Hmm... ?
Nightwing:
"YES, I know but crow you'll be the one with the star fire but I know you won't destroy the herd" he chuckled
Crowspiral:
She craned her neck and grinned back at Cometflame, flicking his tail over his.
Pft, Nightwing. Little did she know...
Pearlgaze:
He nodded, determined. ”C’mon,” he nickered, trotting in the direction her wing was pointing too.
Cometflame:
He smirked at Crowspiral. He spoke to Nightwing. "Yes, you had things to do like destroying the herd with your starfire." He smiled. He loved to mock Nightwing about his name.
Marrowleaf:
She nodded, he was probably right. No one would come looking for them for quite a while, and the chances of finding them were even slimmer. "I guess we'll just go in that direction." Marrowleaf said nervously, pointing her wing in a random direction. Hopefully it would lead to the entrance and they could get out of this mess of a cave exploration.
Starthorn:
He looked at his sister before he turned away and muttered to himself, "i am thirsty."
Crow:
She flicked her ear and smirked, before turning to Nightwing, plastering on a fake, but believable, smile on her face.
"It's been fine. Totally not like you ditched my in the middle of our chat to go do whatever, and then came back," she said, rubbing her chin with her wing. Really, she didn't mind that he left, but she liked seeing the startled or guilty faces.
Nightwing:
He saw crow and cometflame "how have your day's been going?'
Cometflame:
He snorted. "I don't believe that for a second."
Summerfox:
He snorted.
Pearlgaze:
He exhaled. "Well, I think we should get going. Even if someone DOES notice we're gone, how would they know we're here? If we wait around, we'd probably starve. We should choose a path and just hope for the best."
Marrowleaf:
She glanced around the huge cave. Each tunnel was pitch black, so it was impossible to tell where they had came from. "Do we just pick a path and hope it's the right one?" Marrowleaf said, knowing that this was a pretty dangerous situation. "Or do we wait for someone to find us. If they even notice we're missing that is..."
Nightfall:
"Genius," She said sarcasticly. She shook the water out of her mane, spraying Summerfox with it.
Summerfox:
"Sure, why not? You looked upset or whatnot, so I dumped some water on ya to cool you off. Smart, right?" He said with a charming smirk.
Pearlgaze:
He wrapped his wing around her so he wouldn't loose her. "Stay close. I'm sure we'll be able to find our way out," he said confidently, scenting the air, ears twitching.
Crow:
"Eh, I dunno," she snorted, fanning her wings. She fluttered over to Cometflame, flaring her nostrils.
Mistwind:
She sighed, shaking out of her mane.
Sorrowstorm:
He decided to go for a flight closer to the clouds. He was stuffed from eating the dull tasting grass anyway. Sorrowstorm spread his wings and took off into flight. Slowly he escalated up to the point where his wingtips touched the clouds.
Starthron:
His mind wandered to the news of the Black foal. The steeds liked telling dramatic tales of what the black foal could become. He wasn't afraid of it, he was just weary enough that it entered his mind every once in a while.
Nightfall:
She glared at him and blew her wet forelock out of her eyes angrily. "And you REALLY thought that dumping water on me was the best way to go?!"
Cometflame:
"What are you doing?" he asked, flicking his tail at an annoying fly. Insects were common in the area.