Summary:
The fillies are returning to River Herd after Shrubnose arrived. (I wasn't on when it happened so I don't know the details). Aquatree and Winterbreeze were talking about their "lovers" and Aquatree started ranting and was in her "annoyed mood". Her wing started hurting.
Oh, and they are talking about about Star and Morningleaf, and how the pegasi don't... believe in them.
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Aquatree:
She ignored the stallion, and swatted her tail, smacking his leg.
He flinched at the smacking, still carrying the filly aloft as he averted his gaze, adding another reason why he refuses to be a sire to any youth.
Inconsiderate and grudge-holding.
He flapped his amber wings as he noticed a small landmark, "Down there, we're close!" he nickered to the rescue party. Hawkfire would nod before leading the ground down in a descent, Shrubnose became uncharacteristically quiet.
YAYYYYY STILL ALIVE WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
New part! https://www.theguardianherd.com/messageboard/herd-chat/faith-vs-rage-rp-part-5
Duskheart:
She tilted her head, "The cave?" She asked, "What cave?" She nickered.
Aquatree:
"Umm... ok." She flicked her ears nervously. "You can come to the cave with us, I guess." Aquatree looked at Winterbreeze for approval. She ignored Blackweb and Larkflight, swatting her tail.
Duskheart:
She shrugged, "I dunno...I just got bored." She nickered, flicking an ear.
Pinebranch:
"Oh, hello," Pinebranch nickered, flaring his nostrils.
Aquatree:
She turned, seeing Duskheart. "Duskheart," she whispered. "What are you doing here?"
Duskheart:
She smiled brightly, trotting over to Pinebranch and Aquatree, "Hi!" She nickered, smiling.
Pinebranch:
He nodded at Aquatree and glanced around. In the distance, he saw Winterbreeze's little sister, Duskheart. Pinebranch flicked his ears.
Duskheart:
She pawed the ground slightly, sniffing the air. Looking for something to do.
Waspwing:
He barred his teeth.
Aquatree:
She flared her nostrils. "Well, we should go. Come on, guys," she said to the Silver Herd stallions and Winterbreeze. She eyed Larkflight. "Please don't follow us."
Duskheart:
Trotting around bored, she looked around for something to do.
Duskheart:
She ruffled her feathers, feeling better already, 'I KNEW I was fine!' She thought, trotting away, wondering slightly where her father had gone, 'At least that means he won't take me to the Medicine Mare...' She thought again, flicking an ear absentmindedly.
What'd I miss??))
(Yep, I will soon! Probably after this class is finished)
Waspwing:
He spread his wings and hit a wolf in the eye, and one right in the neck.
Wolf:
She felt a weight land on her neck. She fell to the floor. The breath had been knocked out of her. She limped off. Her right back leg had been injured badly. A whimper of pain escaped her lips.
The pack realized their leader was hurt. Most of them ran to the powerful stallion, but some remained fighting the others.
Meanwhile, a young wolf dragged the unconscious mare away. She limped over to help him. (Stormsun, you'll have to make the next part soon.)
(hiya!)
With Waspwing's narrowed eyes and sharp vision did the over-stallion spot a smirk on the battlemare's features. She was looking back, watching as the gray wolf grew dizzy with the sporatic movement. With the sign of the jaws loosening on her flank did the female whip herself around, slamming the wolf's side into a nearby tree, hearing the yelp from the beast causing it to let go and flop to the ground to recover from the impact.
With a confident snort did the mare double back and charged at the other wolf who had it's eyes on her chestnut hide. In the heat of battle, the mare was concentrating, endulged, even transfixed, and judgemental looks sent her way fail to be acknowledged.
Waspwing:
"Frostwing-" He was cut off as a wolf leaped at Waspwing.
Waspwing whinnied and landed on his back. He kicked the wolf in the shoulder, drawing blood. But the wolf bit Waspwing's neck and Waspwing yelped. He scrambled quickly to his hooves and kicked the wolf in the belly, before looking at Shrubnose. He narrowed his eyes.
Hawkfire and Shrubnose hesitated in landing as they saw the over-stallion swooping down, a few seconds passed and they both descended. Hawkfire dived bombed one of the wolves in his sight, siezing the back of it's neck in his teeth as he allowed for his weight to topple the creature over.
Shrubnose landed and charged at a tawny looking variant within the pack, rapidly stomping her forehooves to try ansd trample this thing, noticing how it tucks it's tail to get out of her way. Skidding around did the female snort, flarring her nostrils before rearing up, waving her hooves about before seeing the wolf double back and jump at her. She flinched, almost panicked as she rapidly turned and sent a kick int the air, missing the canine as it lands just behind her before she trots around in a circle, seeing the dog bark and run off to the thicket. She paused for a moment, looking for another wolf to target before she felt the same wolf catching her off guard by biting at her left thigh of her hindquarters. She whinnied, before sporatically jumping about and bucking around to knock the intruder off.
With a good few strikes from her hooves landing on it's chest, legs, and underbelly did the canine fall off from her. Shrubnose snorts and allowed for her breath to swell into her lungs rather shakily. Two wolves were looking in her direction while Hawkfire was already being ruthless in terms of using the predator's tactics against it.
He bit at the wolf's throat while using his chest to keep the grey coated creature pinned on it's back, thrashing it's legs and paws about as he started to bite repeatedly on the throat, rapidly causing brusing in various areas while also pummeling the creature in the underbelly with his hooves, planning on stomping it's body until trauma takes over and kills it. Until then, he's wailing on this pack member as heartless fills his eyes, to Hawkfire, nothing deserved second chances if they weren't equine. The sound of gruntful whimpers, yelps, barks fail to reach it's ears everytime it pierced the orchestra of growling, braying, and biting.
Meanwhile, back at River Herd, the steeds seemed to be in unrest. Some mares and stallions looked around from where they were, Echofeather, a silver dappled mare with blond mane and tail, brown eyes, and a broken, marigold yellow wing peeked up from the crowd, wondering if she could spot Bronzecloud anywhere amongst the grazing lands.
Frostwing:
He snarled at the wolf going after Darkberry and landed on its neck. But while he was fighting this this wolf, he couldn’t protect Darkberry from the other wolves, and couldn’t stop her from being dragged away.
Wolf:
She felt the pack's fear at the stallion. Just then, another pegasus landed. She didn't even need to tell them to attack. The pack charged at him.
Meanwhile, she crept over to the unconscious mare to drag her away. (Morningmist, could you please let the wolf drag her away for a bit?)