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Raven:
"Is there a way I can protect him without leaving?" she asked Fig. Looking over his shoulder she saw a centaur. Her eyes widened, she prayed the centaur (AJ) left them alone
Summary:
(*Takes deep breath* -Windfeather btw)
Reba and Sultaan are at his house, Avery left them and went somewhere (Not sure where)
Kilroy and Rowan just met up (I think)
Tristan and Kylie are going to look for Cameron
Merrick and Kelly are still resting and talking
Ben, Rayla and Fig have questioned/been questioning Raven. Raven plans to leave the herd because she thinks it'll make things better for Zayne (We also found out she's betrothed *Gasp*)
Nothing new has happened with Callumroot.
Heisly:
She giggled. "I know right? Do you think this might have an owl or two?" She asked excitedly.
Teirron:
"Uhhh... well, she can't... because... she's too hurt," he replied. "You need to come to her." Teirron hoped that the old mare would believe him and follow him back to the pegasus mare he still didn't know the name of. (SOBZ NIGHTMISTTT)
(ALRIGHT! NEW PART)
Rowan: She hesitated before nodding. She grabbed one off of the tray. "Thank you"
Raven:
She tilted her head, confused. "I don't understand."
Zayne:
"It helps with writing. Because when you start a new sentence, or you write someone's name, the first letter is always capital, or big."
Rayla:
She sighed softly, she knew it wasn't wise but then again, caring about people wasn't all that wise either. "Why does it matter?" she rubbed her forehead, her headache coming back.
Ben:
He didn't even tried to hide the disappointment in his eyes. "By yourself? Are you sure that's a good idea?" He asked with concern thickly coating his voice. "You're still weak from all the blood you lost."
Raven:
"Why is there a smaller version of the larger letters?"
Rayla:
"I was going to my house to change out of this ruined shirt." she pointed to the shredded back of her shirt from the wolf's claws. "And then I was going to work."
Zayne:
"Ohhh, okay. Well, this is the smaller versions of the larger one, they may not always look the same though," he explained.
Callum:
"Goodnight, Fawny," he whispered back, kissing her cheek.
Ben:
His eyes widened and he trotted after her. "Whoa! Whoa, hold on. Where are you going?" He asked and ran in front of her, stopping Rayla in her path.
Rayla:
"Have a good day Ben." she turned to leave
Raven:
"No clue."
Avery:
"Hi, Espen. Lovely to meet you." She held out the tray to him and smiled brightly. "Would you like one?" She looked up at Rowan. "You can have one, too."
Fawnroot:
Affection shining in her blue eyes, she nuzzled his cheek. "Goodnight," She nickered sweetly again and relaxed, her eyes now half closed and her breathing steadied.
Espen:
He smiled. "Hi! I'm Espen," he said brightly.
Callum:
He rolled his eyes playfully. "You are too then," he whispered, lying back.
Fawnroot:
She smiled and leaned against him. "True, but you're perfect to me." She said simply with a sheepish smile and she sank deeper into the soft grass.
Avery:
She moved to Espen and Rowan. "Hello, again. Would either of you like a biscuit? It's been a long day and there's nothing freshly, baked bread and pastries can't fix. That's what my dam always used to say, anyway." She said with a chuckle then looked at Espen. "Where are my manners? Hello, young one. I'm Avery." She bent down slightly with a kind smile.
Zayne:
"Alright, so, do you know why I wrote this big letter with this small letter?" He asked, looking at Raven.
(HEY GUYS! my sis said I can be Cole for her so YAY)
Cole:
Once the wolves were off his tail, he galloped for camp and arrived covered in sweat. He had prayed silently that Avery had made it home safely after they had been separated. Immediately at the thought of the pretty red head, Cole trotted around, asking if anyone had seen the mare.
Sultaan:
He shrugged, wincing slightly as his shoulder blades scolded him for making such a suddenly movement. After a moment of recovering, he nodded slowly. "Sure, I guess you can. But let the squirrel come to you by coming low and holding out your hand. Maybe take some bread as a gift for it." He hands suggested.
Rayla:
She smiled back. "I should be on my way. I won't trouble you again." (Not sure if I said that right)
Ben:
He smiled down to her. "Of course. I'm glad to see you feeling better."
Kilroy: He went down the row, passing out the tea as Avery and Ulrani had told him. The smell of wounds and medicine and blood was soberingly familiar, so he breathed in the sweet smelling tea steam to keep himself up. Otherwise, he felt desensitized to the wounded, and felt virtually now pity, only a sort of weight. He was deeply grateful to be on the other side now, kneeling down to the prostrate instead of reaching up to the able bodied.