(Okay peeps, I'm making a part 3 now! Plz don't comment on here the best you can!)

Stormwing:

Stormwing threw up his head and trumpeted a loud over-stallion call for his warriors to gather, "You may NOT leave, Bloodwing, with our foal that YOU kidnapped," he snarled, slicing the air with his hooves, "You aren't going to take Lakestar with you again against his or my will!"

Fernbreeze:

She shook her head when Sparkfire contradicted her words, but she let it slide. When she heard him say he thought the water was safe, she lowered her muzzle an inch deep in the icy water and took in a long gulp.

The cold water slid through her throat like a stiff glacier and settled in her stomach. It wasn’t pleasant, but she didn’t complain.

( Yeah, that’s what I thought lol )

Cinderfrost,

Cinderfrost glared at Bloodwing,

It was not right for him to keep Lakestar, she wanted to tell at him, but she held her tongue.

'Why must Mountain Herd be so crule?' She thought to herself.

(No Lakestar was caught again. I never agreed to let Lakestar go)

Bloodwing:

"I am taking the foals Lakestar and mine!" He snarled

(I am back! Lakestar got captured again and is in mountain her tearitory now) Bloodwing:

"We will take our fillies and leave!" He said waving his wings at Everhope and Cinderfrost. "You dont want to start this war!" He said menicingly

(Can we make part 3??? My phone and computer are glitching)

Sparkfire:

He inhaled quickly and squirmed in the water, realizing what he’d said. He cleared his throat and nodded, “Uh...I think so.” He lowered his nose to the water and sniffed it deeply. He raised his head and glanced at her, “It doesn’t smell weird and the water’s clear, so I’d say so.”

Sparkfire:

He stiffened and almost forgot to paddle his legs to keep himself afloat.

Once he was stable again he said, his voice sad and even. “If it hurts to talk about, you don’t have to talk about it. Everyone always says that talking about things makes it hurt less, but I think it’s the opposite. It makes it hurt more...” He trailed off, his chest tightening with unspoken words.

Everhope trotted into the Tundra herd because she was lost. She was found by a warrior Pegasus not to far from the edge of the territory.

Everhope:

" Can someone help me? I was rejected by my herd and now i have no home."

Everhope had deep cuts from being attacked by a mountain lion last week when she was crossing the Mountain herd to arrive here. She made it into the Tundra herd and passed out in the sand.

Thornhallow:

He repeated what he had just said to Billowfall with patience, understanding that they weren’t lying and had just arrived to the scene.

Snowroot:

Her eyes flicked to Driftflame’s scar once again when he arrived. She stared at it for a moment, and then she turned away to look at Lakestar and assume the damage done to his wounds, but her ears still stayed trained at Driftflame.

(Haha! So true so true.)

Goldencloud:

The mare didn’t bother to look back at Cinderfrost. The unruly yearling had made her come all the way out here to this trenched lands. Goldencloud was close to her mate but not so close as to make pegusi around them suspect she used him for protection. She could protect herself and everyone should know that. Of course Goldencloud loved Bloodwing...but she was not dependent on him.

Driftflame:

Driftflame had finally seen another pegasus in the sky. He guessed this was Billowfall. She hadn’t noticed how close she had flown from him and he decided to follow her. After all whatever the young mare had spotted must have been important. Billowflall had shot down from the sky quickly. The white buckskin stallion quickly noticed quite the scene. Mountain Herd- Bloodwing, a battalion and what seemed to be a new lead mare Driftflame had never seen before. He descended from the sky after Billowfall. He heared the young mare ask a question to the stallion Thunderhollow they had landed behind. “Not sure. I just got here too.” He answered, making his presents known by the three steeds near him.

Cinderfrost

Cinderfrost thought to herself, 'actually I do have traitorous blood in me, my great great uncle joind this herd, so in ways some of these steeds are related to me!' She arched her neck proudly.

Cinderfrost

Cinderfrost drooped her head in sadness, she trotted over to the Moutian herd steeds, she hated her life, she would resist staying with Tundra Herd, so that way she would save more lives this way. She would live on the edge if her border, as far away from Moutian Herd as possible. . She would train herself to fight. She hated Moutian herd with all her heart and soul.

Fernbreeze:

Fernbreeze stayed quiet for some time before she answered, “No, it’s fine. I need to talk about it. If I don’t, I’ll never learn to live with it,” she said softly. She took in a deep breath and then felt her throat begin to feel dry. “Do you think this water is safe to drink?” She asked. Fernbreeze internally kicked herself afterwards, though, because, obviously, if she was swimming in it, it was probably safe to ingest.

Thornhallow:

He watched the tension between Moonwillow and Goldencloud, and had stiffened. Thornhallow almost felt the need to protect Moonwillow to defend Tundra Herd, but he refrained from doing so and kept his feelings out of the way.

Moonwillow:

The mare watched both over-stallions and her eyes dragged to Iceshard and the Mountain Herd yearling. Her gaze ended on Goldencloud. Moonwillow steadied herself as the two mares locked eyes. Her light and dark purple feathers seemed dull compared to the golden lined wings of the lead mare.

Goldencloud:

The brown mare fluffed her feathers. She arched her neck in pride of her authority as a dappled pinto mare had met her gaze. Goldencloud ripped away from her tense stare. The lead mare trotted froward next to her mate, who wasn't answering Stormwing. “Very well.“ She nickered quickly. “But we would have to ask the same for our foals.“ Goldencloud looked over her shoulder at Cinderfrost. “The yearling is coming back with us. She is part of our herd and therefore our filly.“ The mare motioned to the dapple yearling and then to herself with her wing.

Sparkfire:

He drifted away from her gently, as if he was floating too close, and clenched his jaw together into a stern grimace. He had asked something that was too personal. He saw how her face cringed and her expression deepened.

He immidiatly felt like the worse pegasus alive and he scrambled to find the words to form an apology, "I'm so sorry Fernbreeze. You don't have to say more. I asked a question I shouldn't have...I guess it's just my day for messing up."

He mumbled the last part under his breath, referring to how he went against his over-stallion's orders and attacked out of turn.

Sparkfire doesn't regret attacking Goldencloud, but he does regret the fact that he might've lost Stormwing's trust in him.

At the thought, Sparkfire grimaced again and pulled his teal and gold wings closer to his sides, as if that subtle movement would help him.

(ok now i have to go)

Fernbreeze:

Fernbreeze’s ears went back in response to the question, and her nose wrinkled. She didn’t like to talk about her sight, and she didn’t fully trust Sparkfire not to use it against her. After a few moments of silence, she answered, “I don’t know. . . . I guess, just, one day, I wok up, and it was gone.” Her voice wavered at the last part in confusion.