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Skunkwind: He nodded at his crying mate, and slowly turned. Flurryheart: ”We have to decide our next moves.” She nickered to the group. “Skunkwing and his warriors could be anywhere.” Lilyvine: "Are you ok?" She asked him. "You just bolted out without an explanation." Darkbreeze: She glanced at the ground and lightly pawed it with her hoof, feeling more uncomfortable and out of place than ever.
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Flurryheart:
She flexed her wings. Frost flowed out of her wingtips, freezing the ground beneath her. She looked to the sun, worried. Soon it would be winter, and what would that mean for Rapidrage? Would he even be able to survive the cold? He looked so skinny already...
Silentfire:
He looked at her. "I don't know. I want to."
Rapidrage:
He watched her from behind his wing, closing his eyes whenever she looked in his direction and pretended he was sleeping. Why are you acting as if nothing had happened, Flurryheart? Do you just... hate me? I... I... feel... I don't know. Just say something to me. Anything at all. Please.
(re-comment for @Stormsun )
Darkbreeze: SHe looked at her father. "Should we go home?" She asked him.
(What did I miss?)
Wintermoon:
She trotted over, cocking her head at Specklemist. “Is something wrong?”
Windstorm:
He limped over to Specklemist. "Are you ok, friend?" he asked as he washed his wound
Specklemist:
She shook her head angrily and walked to the edge of the tunnel. She collapsed and dipped her muzzle in the water.
Windstorm:
He nodded
Wintermoon:
”Wash it off in the water?” She suggested. “Maybe the chill will help numb the pain.”
Specklemist:
She looked at them and snorted, but came up to Windstorm. She smiled. Her mother always said her smile made her feel better. She hoped that was true. (XD)
Windstorm:
"It hurts!" he bleated
Wintermoon:
”If we just swim out, then we can get your mom.” She felt self conscious for taking charge of a situation if which she was younger, and a runt.
Windstorm:
He sobbed, his leg hurtiing to badly he wanted to scream
Specklemist:
She found the aquifer and climbed inside, panting.
Windstorm:
"I want my Mama!" He sobbed
Wintermoon:
”She can’t hear you from here! We are in an aquifer!”
Windstorm:
The pain in his leg was agonizing. "MAMA!" he bleated again
Wintermoon:
”Calm down!” She shook the water from her feathers.
Rapidrage:
He sighed, to tired to really think. He nodded and curled up into a ball. A "thanks for saving my life again" would've been nice.