He snorted in amusement at her words. "A panther attacked. Tried to get at Ash. Epona tried to fight, but got knocked over. I fought the cat off - I'm pretty sure i broke a few ribs so it wont be back. Epona got her leg bitten, but it's not bad." He shrugged. "Ash and river are fine, just a but shaken up."

River/herd mare/Mnt/ M:Ash, Stormfire

River slightly pinned her ears at Stormfire like he said a stupid question. In her mind, it was. She told Ash to get up and the little one roused sleepy and then started walking towards the mountains. She wanted to show Ash the sunset(or sunrise) and started up a smaller Clift. The both climbed calmly and quietly so others wouldn't knowtice.

Evela shook her fluffy mane, her eyes shone bright as she whinnied to a few of the other foals. She had never really been around many other foals, and ever since the roundup, the herds had semi mixed, their fear of humans stronger than the hatred of each other. This gave Evela the opportunity to meet a few of the Prairie herd foals, and she had frolicked alongside them, laughing as they chased each other. The foals' antics ended up irritating some of the caretakers, but a few sharp words from them, and the imposing presence of her father, brought their destructive energy to a much lower level. As she trotted with the others, one of them looked forward at something, and asked, "Hey, Evela. Isn't that your dad?" The mention of her father captured her attention, and she looked forward as well, catching sight of her father standing in the distance, with his head held low. "Yeah, he is! You can go on without me, I want to say hello." Evela replied, slightly worried about why her father seemed so downcast. The other foals agreed and left her, talking and laughing amongst themselves. Evela, meanwhile, walked over to the battle hardened stallion, determined to find a way to cheer him up.

As she drew closer, she leaped forward in the air and shouted, "Come on, dad! We are happy, so you should be too!" Corvan snapped up, jumping forward with a wild fear. He looked around desperately, seeking for possible threats. Seeing none, he began to calm down, and as the adrenaline left his body, he trembled a little. "Evela, don't scare me like that! You know it's not nice to wake someone up by shouting at them." He spoke, shaking his head to get rid of the sleepiness that still remained. "Sorry, I didn't know you were sleeping. You looked sad, with your head low like that." Evela said in an apologetic tone, feeling guilty that she had awoken him from a well deserved rest. She was surprised at her father's reaction to her voice, but Corvan had been on his guard ever since the roundup, and had been acting very wary of every suspicious thing.

He noticed the foal's antics, as well as Corvan's. He hummed and glanced at Baltix. "I have to go. I'll be back at some point soon." He trotted off to the foals, picking up a small ball of moss on the way over. When he neared them, he dropped the moss at his feet. "Hey, foals, how about we play a game?" When they all clustered around him he explained what he had in mind. "Toss this ball of moss around, and try and see how many times you can pass it to each other without someone missing it." He had the energy to spend, why not screw around with the foals? He was still fairly young, anyway. Then he glanced over at Corvan and whispered to his filly. "Evela, maybe your sire would like to play with you, too. Why don't you go ask him?" It would be good for Corvan to relax for a bit, and this is just the way to do it.

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Baltix took in the sight of the sunrise, she could tell it was pretty, but the colors had desolved on their way to her eyes. She looked at Stormfire with a rather sad look. "At least you're breathing." She said, trying to sound enthusiastic. "Oh, well, bye." She seemed sadened, she retreated from the fence, she watched him go, one of the foals had come out of the forest to greet him and then followed him in, she couldn't see him after that. Her heart sank, she wanted to see him again. No, she wanted someone to be with, to spend time with, she now had nobody. She looked around, staring at the barn, then the sunrise, her heart hurt, she wanted to be free.

She looked toward the sunrise, till it had completely risen, now she was just waiting for something to happen, her headed lowered, slowly she lost hope in getting free. Her mind searching for a way to go back to the place she wanted to be, she couldn't find a solution to her problem and she found it to be quite distressing. She began thumping her face on the fence post, hoping for her lost feeling to leave.

River/Herd mare/mnt/M - Ash, Baltix

River and Ash walked up the mountian and watched the rising sun. "Ash, emagine no humans, no threats, and evnough food for everyone. She watched as the young filly emagined and then went on. "In the old days, horses and all creaters use to live in peace, until the human came distoryed it." She watched as Ash looked up into her face. "Why mama? WHere did they come from" Ash asked with puzzelment. "Some say they came over the seas in the east, and now are trying to make it west but are having great difficulty." River then paused. "They want what they want and are selfish, we must not become like them." She told her with satifaction. "Now, you must not tell others what I told you, others might become upset." She said as she turned back to look at the Sunrise. "Its beautiful, mama, like the mare stuck in that tree circle." She looked back up at River. River stood thinking a momen and then said, "Yes Baltix is beautiful isn't she. Come, we must go before we get spotted." RIver started moving down the hill with Ash trailing quickly behind her.

Evela had been standing by her father, still guilty about wakening him up when she caught sight of the other foals crowding around a stallion. She stepped closer, curiously attempting to get a better view. As she started to approach, she began to recognize the stallion. He was one if the two her father very nearly fought with before the roundup had occurred. She was somewhat cautious, but she still remembered how kind he seemed when she had wandered off by the pond, and so, after glancing back at her father, the young filly turned and trotted towards the group. Once she settled in with the other foals, the stallion whispered to her, asking her to bring her father over. The unexpectedness of being asked by the fierce stallion to persuade her father to come to her rather off guard, but it faded quickly, and she looked up at him, saying, "I don't know if he will, but I can try to ask him." Without another word, the slender filly whisked around, her fuzzy little mane fluttering in wind she stirred. She began to canter back, wondering if her father would even try to play the game. However, her doubts did not deter her from her mission, and her hilariously determined air was not quelled.

The weary stallion had watched his daughter carefully, not trusting her safety in the presence of the prairie herod's second in command. His stance showed it, and he pinned his ears in warning, making sure anyone would realize that if they hurt Evela, they would have to go through him. He was not going to give his only remaining family member up, especially not one that was so dear to his heart. His anxiety slowly rose as he watched the stallion whisper something to Evela. He was just about to rush over when Evela came running, looking ridiculously serious. "What's going on? What did he want?" Corvan snorted angrily, his mistrust of Stormfire increasing his already irritable temper. He was not prepared when Evela replied, asking in a pleading tone, "Dad, can you please play with us? I know you're busy, but could you maybe take a break? It's been a while since you had time to play games with me." These words, of course, took their effect, and Evela's masterplan was successful as he replied, "Of course, Evela. I will gladly play with you." The triumphant filly's excited rejoicing filled his ears as he allowed himself to be led by her towards the other foals.

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Dusty got up and trotted in a slow circle around the pen, getting bored. She tossed her head and snorted, quickening her pace to a canter. Wish there was some water in here. Or even more grass. That'd be nice. At least I'm not in here alone. She glanced at Baltix as she passed her.

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Baltix brushed her face on the fence, looking up as Dusty passed her. She let out a nicker, a friendly one. "Hey Dusty. You enjoying your stay?" She asked with a little sarcasm, given their current circumstances. The sun was up almost fully now, blasting the horses in the pen, who sadly didn't have shade.

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Dusty huffed and continued her brisk canter. "As a matter of fact, I am." She snapped. She slowed into a trot again. Crap, I must be dehydrated. Shouldn't snap at others like that. "Sorry-" Dusty murmered, swatting a couple pesky flies with her tail.