Jeray:
Jeray snapped her head toward her name being called by a familiar and loved voice, "KIFO!" She screamed, and bolted toward her best friend, crashing into him, "Kifo! Oh Kifo! I missed you!" She cried, sobbing into his mane, and clutched him with his wings, not anywhere close to letting go, "I thought you would- I thought I would never see you again!"
( Yes, I can. I’m sorry I didn’t think to check this! )
(Nightmist....I know you might be busy. But I'm not sure how to start this back up. Can you make a new part and we can continue from there?)
(Not sure...Nightmist is back. Maybe she could make it)
(Should We make a part 11?)
Thea:
She pinned her ears and bared her teeth. “If you think you can keep me -keep us- here, then you couldn’t be more wrong!” She exclaimed, straining against her captors who held her back. Her mind drifted back to Bakari, and she hoped he was okay. She wasn’t sure where he was, whether he was able to escape or not, she desperately missed him.
Stormfire:
He signaled for his battalion to land. "Welcome to Ash Herd." He grinned, evily.
(S'been a rather long time since I last commented on this!)
Frayan:
Frayan breathed in deeply and then let it out slowly; the hour had come. He was now two years old, a grown up. He officially had one full year of experience of his power. The young stallion didn't know what to think of it except that his age had changed from a yearling to a grown-up. Change... that's all what was happening around him; wars, arguments, relationships. Suddenly the word "relationship" jerked his attention to another thought... Tulli.
Frayan's heart warmed in the thought of her, like it did when his mind turned to Kifo and Jeray. He didn't feel jealous, or the need to interfere, but brotherly pride of his little sister's growing up. Having a close relationship with the colt, Kifo.
(Nightmist, are you here? and Im sorry to hear that Windfeather)
Softsong:
(Ash herd battle mare) She sighed at the foals. "I need to get you away. Help me drag him." She said to the golden foal. She grabbed the blue stallion's wing and started to drag him
Anblick: “Kifo...” he mumbled, outstretching his neck to Kifo, trying to nuzzle the unconscious colt. But the two steeds that held him, forced him to move forward, not allowing him to stop and exchange breath with his friend. Anblick frowned and felt his throat tighten with tears threatening to fall. But he shook his head and refused to cry, “No, don’t cry. Its your fault that this is happening. You knew this would happen. You knew, and you didn’t do anything about it. You don’t deserve to grieve-it’s all your fault, just like how your mother’s death is also your fault.” He secretly told himself, feeling unworthy, sad, ashamed, and guilty beyond belief. “At least I can try to find Silren and apologize for getting her into this mess...” Anblick craned his neck and swiveled his head around, “Silren?” he called gently enough that his captors wouldn’t hear. He scanned the pegsi around him in search of the pretty filly.
Kifo:
He turned and ran for Shadow herd. "DONT TOUCH THEM!" He shouted drawing on his power. Then he was hit on the head and he collasped.
Thea:
As the captured herd flew over the landscape, she glared at the 2 steeds who were holding her by the base of her purple wings. She grunted in effort as she tried to yank her wings free. “Let me go! You don’t know who you’re dealing with!” Thea huffed, her voice strong even though her spirit was weak. One of the steeds bit down harder and a searing pain shot up her wing and down her spine.
Thea clenched her jaw shut to keep from screaming.
“Don’t try that again, or next time, I’ll bite your wing off.” The steed snarled, baring his teeth at the dark brown filly. Instead of listening to the stallion, she pinned her ears and growled, her eyes raging with anger, ”I’d like to see you try, you Ash Herd scum!” She snapped again, before a wave of exhaustion slammed into her and Thea couldn‘t hold her head up anymore, so her neck muscles relaxed and her head dropped to her hooves.
Mossroot:
“We can use these trees to stop Stormfire. As they pass by, we can pull the moss off the trees, blinding the soldiers and Stromfire. That will allow us to surprise attack them, and take back the other foals.“ She said, grinning broadly.
Iden:
She looked in curiosity. "Can you elaborate?" She asked inspecting the plant.
(hello?)
Mossroot:
The winds changed and a smell was suddenly brought to her nose. It was a smell she knew very well, but she hasn’t sniffed it in a long time. “Wait a minute...”
She mumbled and walked towards the nearest tree. The smell increased and suddenly her face lit up with excitement. “Iden, come here! Look at this,” she called. When Iden approached, Mossroot continued, “This is a Blindmoss tree. It might look like a normal cedar tree, but there’s something about the moss of this tree that gives it the special name.“ A playful smirk pulled at her lips,
“If you pull the moss off the tree, the moss will spray a type of poisonous seed tht will make the infected steed temporarily blind. They line the entire Trap! We can use these trees to our advantage!” She nickered, excitedly.
“And the best part is that only medicine mares know these exist. Stromfire won‘t see it coming.”
Moss root:
She landed next to Vida and Iden, her brows wrinkled in concern and exasperation,
“He’s taking the foals to the Trap. It will be more difficult to fight him there- the trees are too tight together. If we’re going to stop him, we need to do it now.“
She said, but the mare paused and blinked, “Vida’s unconscious. Our chances of freeing the foals just decreased drastically without her help...” she thought aloud, trying to think of the best course of action.
Stormfrost:
"Really Than I think I will have to say goodbye to this world. I wont join your herd even if you tried to force me!"
Stormfire:
"Eh. Any addition to the herd we'll take." He said replying to Stormfrost.
(I have to go soon)