He dodged Oaklight easily, letting her fly into a leaf pile. “That was good, and the distraction was good as well.” He handed her a rock. “I want you to throw this at that pinecone over there.” The rock was large, a bone breaker.
He was standing by the hole now, and dragged the net out. Carefully, he drag it to the yearlings usual place, and hid it under some leaves and branches.
Trying to not look suspicious, he started to inch towards the hole. A glint of green caught his eye, and he saw the net that Vine Herd had woven being slid through the hole.
She trudged back to her foals, her head held low in defeat. She hadn't been able to make her mate see reason...and now her foals were without a father.
Flarewing:
”Try it with this one instead.” He handed her a small rock, a zapper. “Try to hit the pinecone right next to that one.”
OakLight:
She let them rock slip into her wing, and she fell, but she managed to throw it not at the pine cone, but close enough
Flarewing:
He dodged Oaklight easily, letting her fly into a leaf pile. “That was good, and the distraction was good as well.” He handed her a rock. “I want you to throw this at that pinecone over there.” The rock was large, a bone breaker.
OakLight:
She flared her wings, and opened and closed them-a distraction- she darted behind the over stallion and pounced on his back
Sunburst:
”One might work, but two is better.”
FLamefeather:
"Nice," SHe said. "How many will we need?"
Sunburst:
”Yes.” He whispered back. “It’s a net.”
FLamefeather:
SHe trotted around, checking on the different groups. SHe saw Sunburst and trotted over. "Is that it?" She asked him, her voice low.
GTG eat! Be back in a bit! :)
(Gtg be back)
Sunburst:
He was standing by the hole now, and dragged the net out. Carefully, he drag it to the yearlings usual place, and hid it under some leaves and branches.
Citrusblaze:
He landed and cleared his throat, every nerve on edge, "Cinderwing?"
Cinderwing:
He turned on the colt his eyes Mad, "SHE LEFT ME!" HE yelled at him, "THAT UNGRATEFUL MARE!" HE was stricken by grief.
Sunburst:
Trying to not look suspicious, he started to inch towards the hole. A glint of green caught his eye, and he saw the net that Vine Herd had woven being slid through the hole.
Citrusblaze:
He took off his orange and yellow wings flashing. He cautiously approached Cinderwing. He needed to be sure that Cinderwing didn't see the yearlings.
Clearpath:
He inched closer to the mare.
Sunburst:
He nodded. “Larkcloud might be on our side.” He whispered. “We might want to tell her.”
Flarewing:
”Let’s see what you know...” He muttered. “Attack me.”
Larkpool (Larkcloud):
Throwing up her head, she let out a mournful whinny
Clearfire:
He had heard the disturbance and walked through the trees careful to stay out of sight. He saw the lead mare.
Tidepelt:
He had fallen asleep with tears on his face and was exhausted from both sorrow and his ordeal in the butterfly's(Maven) walls.
Citrusblaze:
He nodded slightly at Sunburst then looked at Flamefeather, "I gotta go distract him," He muttered titling his head at Cinderwing.
Larkpool (Larkcloud):
She trudged back to her foals, her head held low in defeat. She hadn't been able to make her mate see reason...and now her foals were without a father.