Hazelwood:

Hazelwood soared over the meadow looking for her best friend Dewsplash. She spotted the elderly mare Riverheart and glided over to her. "Have seen Dewsplash?" She asked "I'm bored and everyone else is busy." Riverheart looked at her with her wise eyes "No I haven't seen her, sorry. But you know who always needs help, Lil-" "Lilacroot. Yah I know." She sighed " Maybe Dewsplash is there. Either way helping is what I do best! Thank Riverheart see you later!" With that she sprang into the air headed for the medicine mare cave. As she approached the cave she saw a pinto and a blue roan mare. DEWSPLASH! "Hey Dewsplash. Hey Lilacroot. Need any help?"

Sunfire:

Sunfire stretched out his wings soaring above the trees, looking for any dangers to his herd.

Lilacroot:

She looked up to the voice of Hazelwood. "Ah. Hello, Hazelwood. I was just sending Dewsplash on an errand for more moss. Hazelwood, just like moss, I have run out of a special sleeping root. I give a small amount to patients who are in so much pain that they need help to sleep, but I have run out. It's located under a large fir tree at the edge of the nearest lake. But it's buried very, very deep within the sand so, I'll go with you to help you locate it and dig for it. We should also bring a strong stallion to help, as well." Lilacroot informed her. "If you're not up for the task, that's just fine! You can stay here if you wish." And with that, Lilacroot opened her wings and flew out of the cave, her eyes searching for a suitable stallion.

Sunfire:

Sunfire just finished his flight when he was Lilacroot and some others gathering herbs, he angled his wings downward and flew down and landed next to them, "anything you need help with he asked.

Dewsplash - "Hazelwood!" she called as she saw her friend run in. She walked towards her friend and said, "I'll bet the two of us could dig up the root without the help of a stallion! lets go and try." then ran out of teh cave

Lilacroot:

She looked at Gunfire and smiled. "Actually, yes. I do need your help." She looked over her shoulder but Hazelwood and Dewsplash were both heading toward the lake in search of the root. "Then, if Dewsplash is going to get the root, then I can just ask Sunfire if he could get the moss." She thought. "Can you do me a huge favor? I use moss for bedding and to stop bleeding cuts, but my supply has run out. There's a big grove of moss about a mile south. Can you help me bring some of the moss back to the cave?" She asked, nodding toward the moss grove.

Daisyfire-

Daisyfire glided towards the area where she knew the rest of Dawn Herd were located, with a small patrol of battle-mares behind her. This was always the grullo's least favorite part of her scouting missions -- the return journey. But as she neared the herd, she felt her heart flutter with the familiar sense of pride towards her herd-mates.

Vixinleap:

He craned his neck upwards as he heard the rhythmic beating of wings high above, signaling Daisyfire and her patrol of battle-mares had returned from their scouting mission. He stood up and stretched, still looking skywards. He always wanted to be friends with Daisyfire. She seemed lonely, almost as if she was a ghost.

Today things seemed peaceful, but he knew it could all just be a veil or mask of peace that would soon be torn off and reveal a stage of catastrophe. He hoped that would never happen, but it could. The over-stallion and lead-mare were very young, and inexperienced in a leading a herd. He didn't have anything against his leaders, but there was always a chance of disaster.

He rattled his feathers, annoyed with himself for thinking such dark thoughts. Perhaps he should consider taking a flight around the territory, just giving in to the winds and the big blue, open sky the pegasi called home.

He spread his wings and leaped into the air, thrusting himself upwards with a big flap. He made sure not to interfere with the scouting group, and flew higher into the sky at a diagonal angle.

Dustwing:

The pinto over-stallion was dozing on an overhang, watching the herd when he saw Oakfire and Daisyfire return with their patrols. He whinnied for the next two patrols to move out and called the captains over to give their report.

Skycream:

He yawned and opened his eyes. He had been dozing in the shade of a large oak tree. He saw many pegasi flying around and he chuckled a little. He hated flying. It was so much work. He'd much rather eat.

Speaking of eating, his stomach grumbled deeply, so Skycream rose slowly to his hooves. He looked around for his mother so he could suckle. Once saw her, he picked up a fast walk-his hunger motivating him to go faster.

He reached his mother, nickered a greeting to her, then started to suckle. A smile spread across his face as the warm milk rolled down his throat.

Daisyfire-

The battle-mare captain touched down near the epicenter of Dawn Herd activity, and gave her patrol permission to rest, while she trotted over to report to Dustwing. As Daisyfire approached, she dipped her head as a sign of respect to her over-stallion, then proceeded to give her report. "It's very quiet up near the northern border." she said, "Not much to report other then we did find traces of wolves near Thunder Canyon."

Daisyfire recalled the paw prints, droppings, and rank smell that lingered behind in the canyon that marked Dawn Herd's northern most border. It was the unmistakable sign of a hunting wolf pack, but at least it was almost a full days journey away by air, and longer if you were traveling on the ground. This meant that it would be something that Dawn Herd may need to monitor, but it wasn't an imminent threat.

Sunfire:

"Alright, I can help with that" Sunfire said

Daisyfire-

Daisyfire flicked her ears, slightly disappointed that there had been nothing going on. It had been so quiet in Dawn Herd since things had settled down after Dustwing had taken over, and she was starting to get restless. Of course, it didn't help that it was spring -- all pegasi felt restless this time of year --, but this seemed some how different. It was almost as if there was a storm on the verge of breaking, but no one knew when or where. All she could do was wait.

Smokewood - he turned from Duskriver to Pebbleheart, slightly anxious. Everything seemed too quiet. Prancing slightly, he said, "Any ideas?"

Dewsplash - She stood at the edge of the lake, looking for the fir tree the root must be under. "Hazelwood! I think I found it!" she called

Duskriver:

Duskriver shrugged her wings, "I don't really know" she said,

Smokewood - he got another idea. Trotting up to Duskriver, he said, "Tag!" then sped up to a canter and ran away from where the elders had been telling their story

Duskriver"

"Hey!" Duskriver raced of after Smokewood. Duskriver lifted slightly into the air angling her wings to speed up, she quickly gained speed and catched up to Smokewood, "TAG!" she said laughing, and sped away

Smokewood - he ran after Duskriver, dodging trees and using his wings to help propel himself. He caught up to her. "Tag!" he said