Ever since the legendary Star past on to golden meadow, a new dire era arose in Anok many seasons later. A new evil over-stallion reined in Mountain Herd; trying to take control over all the territories of Anok. Pegasi began to form new herds descending from each of the original ones. And Tundra Herd was one of them; descending from Mountain Herd, Desert Herd, and Snow Herd, they formed together a very small colony of three hundred; and moved to a unclaimed territory that became their home of the snow. Decades later; the small herd developed into a normal size of one thousand; yet small compared to their neighbors. Each of the territories face nervous days of possible sieges from Mountain Herd; but these tough and well developed steeds of the north stand their ground as the democracy of the evil herd gradually grows. (Like the Roman Empire.)
(WELL? LET'S BEGIN!!!!)
Froststone:
The handsome young stallion let the southern winds untangle his ratty mane from flying in the high altitudes by himself. As Froststone gazed south, he could see a herd of caribou tearing up grass beneath the snow with their hooves. He sighed with contentment, his deep chest expanded as his gratefulness increased as he gazed upon his grazing herd. Froststone couldn't help loving each of the pegasi that lived with him in the same territory. The two year old raised his wings and flared them; listening to the wind rustle through his feathers, delight tickled his belly. He stood shin deep in snow, not moving; but continued to gaze on toward the setting sun beyond him among the mountains.
Stormwing: Violetcloud, how are the mares, after learning of the possible invasion from Mountain Herd?
Darkheart: Froststone, can you believe it? Rainwillow think Mountain Herd is going to come and invade. Please talk some sense into my twin.
Violetclould nickered to her mate "they are restless, but if we are able to fend them off, the should calm down:
Froststone:
Froststone pricked his ears at his friend, and snorted, "Of course there's an obvious chance that Mountain Herd will try to take what is ours; but they were doing that even in Star's time. But we are strong, and have a small yet the best trained warriors next to Desert Herd," He said confidently, "Sure there has been spies spotted from that obnoxious herd but we'll hold together tightly and never let go."
Windfeather:
She paced nervously . Mountain herd again?! She was mad they kept coming back. Her mane blowing in the wind SHe leapt into the air letting the curents blow her away. In an hour she returned and laned heading back to the herd so she could Train
Brambletail,
Brambletail trotted across the Icelands, a little ways away from Tundra herd, his hooves sinking into the icy ground, the icy wind piercing his hide.
He sighed, and trotted back to the herd.
Froststone:
Froststone's stomach flipped as he looked upon his nervous herd; the young stallion glided toward his friend Brambletail, "Hey Brambletail," he greeted the young stallion, "Everyone is acting up over Mountain Herd," he snorted, "they should suck it up and stop worrying; it's not doing anyone good by being skittish."
Windfeather:
She heard the boys talking and she hid in the thicket. She was shy around boys so she hid. Like the coward she was. Then she stepped out of the bush. "H hi guys...." She looked down embarrassed why did she talk to them?!
Brambletail
Brambletail nodded back to his friend in agreement, he pawed his hoof breaking up some of the ice.
"I agree we have a small herd, but we have some of the best trained steeds" he
Rainwillow: Windfeather, are you worried?
Froststone:
Hearing a sudden movement in a thicket nearby, Froststone turned his head toward the sound. His curiosity overwhelming, he trotted behind the brush and nickered in surprise, it was Windfeather, "Hello Windfeather," he said softly, "What are you doing here behind the bushes?"
Brambletail
Brambletail turned his head, to see the young mare Windfeather, looking out from the bushes, he trotted over to join them,
"Hi," he nickered.
Rainwillow: *Realized Windfeather was hiding and saw the two boys moving towards her*
“Oh, I guess you’re busy“ quietly moved away, embarrassed.
(Is Rainwillow a mare or stallion?)
Froststone:
Froststone nickered, "No stay, Rainwillow; you're our friend," he said gently, looking at Rainwillow invitingly.
(Darkheart is a stallion, Rainwillow, his twin, is a mare. They are almost 2)
(okay, thx!)
Rainwillow: Okay... If Mountain Herd really did invade, would you two fight?
Froststone:
Froststone thrust out his chest, "I would do anything for the sake of our herd," he declared, "I would even kill myself if I had to."
Rainwillow: *Aghast* No, you should never have to do that, Froststone! Nobody should! They is always a better solution.
Darkheart: Hey, Brambletail, do you want to be a spy or a warrior?