(Is this dead?)

(dang.)

(You mean Frostwing)

Frostwing:

He nodded. “You can help get her onto my back.” He offered:

(Darkberry’s unconscious)

Iceroot:

She looked at the unconscious mare. "Can you help me carry her?" She asked Frostwing.

(hi!)

Frostwing:

”Darkberry is hurt, she fainted.” He nickered, nosing the unconscious mare. “We were attacked by wolves, and her bites look really bad.”

Iceroot:

She flew over to the overstallion. "Yes, sir?" She asked, landing in front of them.

Frostwing:

”Iceroot!” He called again louder, nervously trotting in circles around Darkberry. He didn’t want to leave the injured mare alone.

(Not much, mostly Frostwing and Darkberry stuff. We need you to play Iceroot)

(ACK sorry I haven't been on at all, can I have a summary?)

(We need Riverglade)

She would stand there, failing to give the stallion that 'goodbye' he was expecting. As she watched him for a moment and then turned to look back at the cave.

Her gaze seemed foreign, alien it seems. Then she would soften her gaze and sigh, she might as well go out and do something else with her time. She then realized that she may need a little hobby.

Pinebranch:

He flicked his ears, startled. "Umm... well... I gotta go," he said, glancing back.

With the craning of the stallion's neck and him backing up the way he did, made the spotted filly reel back, her eyes had widen for a glimpse of a moment before she let her shoulders go slack. With a small nod did she look back over in the direction of her grandsire's cave. "Makes sense."

Moonheart:

He whinnied for Pinebranch. "Pinebranch, we gotta go!"

Pinebranch:

He flared his nostrils. "I'll be leaving soon, I don't really have time to go to Feather Lake," he said quietly, craning his neck.

"And nothing is wrong... well, not really. I came, mostly to see Winterbreeze," he said, not realizing he may be hurting Violetfeather's feelings. "But things... didn't really go as I thought they would. So I decided to get away from the 'crowd' for a moment, to think."

@Stormsun "Yep, that's me. A member of the crowd." the mare would unfold her wing as she stepped out of the brush, "You're not too far from Feather Lake, why were you coming back?" she would walk closer to the nearly adult stallion, the appaloosa yearling staring right back at Pinebranch. "If there's something wrong, we can talk about it at the waters but, I won't guarantee that we will be perfectly hidden." she nickered softly, nodding in the direction of River Herd's iconic watering hole.

(We need Riverglade)

Wow it's been a while since I checked up on this rp, anything important happen recently?

(Riverglade I think.)

(Iceroot)

OH DEAR, ANOK!!! How long has it been since I've BEEN here!? XD))

Frostwing:

”Shoot, shoot shoot...” He cursed. “Iceroot!” He called loudly.

Darkberry's body:

It was covered in inflamed wolf bites. There was a graze on her head where it had fallen.

Frostwing:

”Darkberry!” He cried, running to her side.

Darkberry:

She suddenly felt a burning sensation so strong that her legs gave way and her body slammed onto the ground. She let out a peircing cry of pain that went for miles, before her head dropped and she fainted.

(bye)

Darkberry:

She continued running. What's wrong, she thought, you broke my wing then tried to make the whole herd see my wounds. That's what's wrong.

(I gtg for the night)

Frostwing:

He followed her on hoof. “What’s wrong? Just tell me!“

Darkberry:

She turned and ran in a diffrent direction.

Frostwing:

He took off into the air, and was able to gain on Darkberry. He landed directly in front of her. “Darkberry, stop!”

Darkberry:

She ran even faster, ears back. Suddenly, the wolf bites inflamed again. Her legs buckled, but she continued running.

Frostwing:

”Darkberry!” He chased after her. “Come back!”

Darkberry:

She started to get nervous as they approched the herd. As soon as they got to the herd, she bolted away.

Frostwing:

”C’mon.” He touched her lightly with his wing, guiding her back to the herd.

(ello, sup)

Darkberry:

She sighed. "I know," she whispered.

(Hi!! Anyone here?)

Frostwing:

”I couldn’t just let you die.”

(hiya, summary?)

(Bye.)

(I have to go for the night)

Darkberry:

She knew it was true, but she couldn't believe it.

Frostwing:

”If there was another way to save you, I would have done it.”

Darkberry:

She awkwardly stepped away, trembling with emotion. She turned her head away from him so he couldn't see her tears.

Frostwing:

”Well, Iceroot will be able to tell us for sure.” He walked close to Darkberry, to catch her if she fell.

Darkberry:

"Warriors and battle mares only learn how to make permanent brakes. The army is not kind to enemy pegasi... or their own steeds either." Memories of being shunned in the army, being thought of weak, being thought of a dud even though she had learned to fly rushed into her mind. A tear rolled down her cheek.

Frostwing:

”Warriors know how to make breaks that will heal, and permanent breaks. I broke closer to the tips of your feathers, not from the roots, so it will heal.”

Darkberry:

"Who's to say it's not permanent?" The thought had been in her mind ever since Frostwing broke her wing.

Frostwing:

”It will only be temporary.” He mummers. “If I had to guess, only a few moons.”

Darkberry:

She started walking, looking sadly at the sky she could no longer fly in.

Frostwing:

”I won’t.” He fell into step beside her.

Darkberry:

She looked at Frostwing in surprise. She sighed. "Okay, you can walk with me, but I know you're going to leave me."

Frostwing:

”I already told you, Darkberry. I love you. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

Darkberry:

"Why do you care if I get attacked by wolves or not?"

Frostwing:

”Well, not this time. I would never leave you alone here, where their was recently a wolf attack.”

Darkberry:

"No you won't, you'll leave me," she muttered, "just like everyone else."

Frostwing:

”Wing.“ He corrected. “And I’m fine walking with you. Just because ’wing’ is in my name doesn’t mean that I have to fly.”

Darkberry:

"But it's too far to walk. You broke my wings, remember?" The last words turned into a growl.

Frostwing:

He glanced at his bites. “Mine are definitely not fatal, but yours look worse. How about we just go?”

Darkberry:

"No, your bites don't look great. You need to go to Iceroot. If you die..." she trailed off, not knowing what would happen to the herd if he died.

(How bad are Frostwing's bites?)

Frostwing:

”It’s better safe then sorry.” He nickered. “Besides, your bites don’t look too great, and mine probably don’t either.”

Darkberry:

"No, it's fine, don't worry." She wasn't going to go to the medicine cave in broad daylight with wolf bites all over her. She gave Frostwing a fake smile, trying to convince him she was fine.

Frostwing:

He followed Darkberry's gaze and saw her wounds. "We should go to the medicine mare."

Darkberry:

The nuzzle felt nice. It had been a long time since anyone had nuzzled her. A burning sensation went through her. She gasped and gritted her teeth to stop her from crying out.

(uh oh, summary?)

Frostwing:

He reached out and nuzzled Darkberry. “It will have to be our secret, okay?” He didn’t notice the wolf bites.

Darkberry:

She sighed sadly. Faithcloud was loved. Her sister wasn't just thrown away. She looked sadly at her broken wing. A tear rolled down her cheek.

Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation. Her eyes flickered down to see her wolf bites were inflamed. (An infection is coming on.)

Frostwing:

"I do mean it." He mumbled. "But we both know it can't happen. I wouldn't abandon Snowfrost and Faithcloud like that."

Darkberry:

Frostwing's words echoed in her ears. I love you. She froze. Dark purple feathers shed across the snow. Her legs buckled. Her heart pounded. "Y-you don't m-mean that, d-do you?" she whispered.

(hi!!! summary?)

Pinebranch:

He turned, flicking his ears at the voice. He recognized it. His hazel eyes softened. "Violetfeather?"

Frostwing:

He pulled Darkberry off. "Please stop, I don't want to hurt you more. I'm really sorry, and I wish there had been another way to stop your fall. Your friendship means a lot to me, and I don't want to lose you." He looked into her eyes. "You see, I love you." (Ooooooooo!)

Darkberry:

She pinned him down again.

(Aaaaaaaaa!)

Frostwing:

"Darkberry?" He pulled her away. "What's wrong?"

Darkberry:

Her ears were ringing. She didn't even hear Frostwing. Her expression was blank, but fury blazed in her eyes. She was shaking. Frostwing was locked in her gaze. He would pay. She lunged at him and pinned him down. Her mouth reached for his neck. She would not rest until he was dead.

Frostwing:

”Whoa.” He backed away a few feet. “I couldn‘t let you fall, you would have died. Besides, the wing will heal. It didn’t break at the roots.”

Darkberry:

After she had cried all her tears, anger arose in her. Frostwing had grounded her! She flared her wings and lunched at him.

(Bumping this thread to make it active again.)

Re-comment for Lilyhoof:

She let out a small sigh. "It's fine. I'm sure you've been through much worse considering you've had to stay in camp. There must've been a lot of death." She neighed. Hopefully no one she knew before isolation had died, besides those she already knew had joined the golden meadow. It wasn't so bad to be in isolation after all, it could be quite peaceful at times. The only disadvantage was having to flee from wild animals like wolves, and having to find food on your own.

(I'm here! I'm leaving for Church soon, though)

Me!))

(Meeee

(morning, anyone awake?)

Duskheart:

She ruffled her feathers self consciously.

"You called~?"

says a rather familiar and soft spoken voice from behind Pinebranch, it was coming from the very thicket that the feather flew further into. A pair of oak brown eyes peered from out of the shadows of the forest's foliage, staring right at Pinebranch's pale, buttermilk fur coat and his pair of green feathers.

Pinebranch:

He halted. Craning his neck and glancing around, Pinebranch trotted off once again.

It immediately rips free from the branch's grasp, whizzing past Pinebranch's face and drifts away further into the forest.

Pinebranch:

He exhaled. "Stupid Pinebranch," he muttered to himself, before turning and getting ready to walk back to the others.

When he approached, it turned out to be a loose feather wedged between a few twigs attached to a branch, just idlely twitching in the rustling breeze.

Pinebranch:

"Hello?" Pinebranch saw the speck of purple and he stepped forward. He recognized the color. "Violetfeather? Is that you?"

There was no sound but, the color of purple still remained in the thicket. It seemed to be rustling, moving a tiny bit where it was. The only thing Pinebrach could hear was the sound of nature.

Shrubnose and Hawkfire quickly returned to Waspwing's side when the two over-stallions bickered. The two standing at the ready before Hawkfire flinched and Shrubnose made a small smirk at the twig breaking. Seeing their over-stallion kick off did they follow suit with Hawkfire and Shrubnose looking at eachother with a smile.

(Ok one more comment)

Darkberry:

She didn't even hear him.

Frostwing:

"Darkberry!" He ran after her. "Its not permanent! It will heal! Please don't go!"

(gtg)

Darkberry:

When she touched the ground, Frostwing let go. She immediately started beating her wings, but she stayed on the ground. She shot Frostwing a look of pure anger and sadness, before running away. Her brain was empty exept for one thought, I'm a dud again. Tears blurred her vision and sobs racked her body. She clapsed to her knees.

Frostwing:

He winced as he heard the snap in Darkberry’s wing bones. He gently flew her to the ground.