A Trios Journey (private rp with wingfeather and tenebria)

[tenebria]

Galmúr gave a nod and the two set out for the warriors grazing grounds in a strangely companionable silence. The bouncy trot of the pony unmistakably reminded the buckskin of Nacho, and he was hard pressed to keep a smile from his face. It wasn't long before they reached the lush grass, and Mirog gave him a short nod "See you around kid" he said in a suddenly friendly tone before turning and speeding up slightly in his search for the Head Warrior. Galmúr smiled after him, then dropped his head to graze, his thoughts turning to the upcoming sparring day... and then to the apprentices he would be facing.

Lorcán listened carefully to Equinox's report with a slight frown, then nodded. "Well at least they are remaining in the forest in their designated area" he said, but the disturbed expression on his face didn't match his words. Equinox shrugged slightly "Perhaps they will keep their end of the deal" he said with faint hope. The head warrior gave him a look, and would have followed it up with more discussion, if a cough hadn't sounded from beside him. Immediately he looked down, recognizing the tone. Mirog gave a nod "Pardon, but Lead Mare Swan is summoning you to council" he said shortly. Lorcán's frown increased. No drastic reports had come in, so why a council? Whatever it was, it definitely had to be important. He gave a short nod "I shall leave immediately" he said, then backed up his words by leaping forwards into a swift canter, and heading into the heart of the herd.

Mirog sighed and glanced about. Now for the healer... where was she anyway? Probably the forest that she collected herbs from most. With a rueful glance at his short legs, he set out for the dark trees.

[wingfeather]

Artemis and the pony continued trotting in silence, their eyes roving the surrounding country, ''thank you,'' the Norwegian said suddenly. Artemis looked down in surprise, what did he mean. ''For listening,'' he answered simply, ''no one ever has.'' ''Oh uh, you're... welcome,'' Artemis finished, she didn't exactly know how to respond to this but she did know that from that moment on a new friendship was gained.

Treth trotted up to the Lead Mare, ''You summoned,'' he asked bowing.

[Abbster]

Cinnamon had finished gathering the cobweb she needed when she saw Mirog. "Mirog!" She said with a bright smile. "What can I do for you on this fine day?" She asked. Usually when she saw Mirog it meant that the lead mare was requesting the council...although why she would right now, Cinnamon had no idea.

[tenebria]

Lorcán continued his swift pace, his eyes swiftly finding the lead mare, and another dark figure near her. Treth. Ah so all were being summoned. Could it be something of the rogues he did not know of but the scouts did? With a frown he slid to a halt, bowing to his lead mare just as Treth spoke.

Swan dipped her head to the both "My thanks for arriving so swiftly. I shall explain the matter when Cinnamon joins us" she said, glancing off in the direction of the forest.

Mirog dipped his head to the healer when he finally found her. "Lead Mare Swan is summoning a council, and requests your presence" he said formally.

[wingfeather]

Artemis and Earl trotted back to the scout's area, she immediately roved the horses standing around for her mentor. Myth trotted up, ''he's been summoned to council,'' the palomino explained. Artemis nodded but then it came to her, this was the council Sugar was waiting for.

Treth dipped his head slightly at the Head Warrior's arrival, his face grave, it didn't look like Lorcán knew what this was about either, and why was the healer involved?

[Abbster]

Cinnamon nodded. “Alright” she said as she trotted to the lead mare. “Lead Mare Swan” Cinnamon said, dipping her head to the lead mare.

[tenebria]

Mirog gave a relieved sigh as she moved off, and he continued into the forest. If he was already out here, he may as well forage, he had planned on it earlier anyway.

Lorcán glanced to Treth as Swan spoke. Cinnamon was involved? He stayed silent, waiting. Thankfully they didn't have to wait long, and the healer trotted up a few minutes later.

Swan dipped her head. "Good. Now, I know you all must be worried as to the reason of the council, but I assure you that is unnecessary. This council is one of minimal importance, and I only called it as the question as come to my mind a few times in the past" she said, flicking her tail as she glanced from one to the other, especially to Cinnamon. "Your apprentice, Cinnamon, approached me earlier today, with a rather bold request" she said with a slight frown. "She requests that we alter the law of the herd to allow our Healer to have a mate" she said, keeping a well trained eye on their faces to see their responses.

Lorcán looked slightly confused as she said that there was no immediate emergency.. and then he frowned. The Healer's apprentice of course would make such a request. His thoughts on the matter were clearly shown on his face.

[wingfeather]

Treth blinked then started laughing inwardly, he couldn't help it, here they were worried about the herd being attacked or something of the sort when Swan as calmly as ever merely told them that the young healer's apprentice wanted a mate. But then he grew serious again for Treth was known for his eccentric ideas on ancient laws and herd lore. He waited to see what Swan would say.

Artemis and Myth grazed side by side she looked back suddenly remembering Earl but did not see the pony anywhere. She sighed, he had probably sneaked off to go on another patrol or something while Treth wasn't here.

[Abbster]

Cinnamon snorted. “Now which horse would she want to be mates with anyways?” Cinnamon asked. “I honestly didn’t think she liked anyone in this herd besides for her friends. I mean she never leaves there sides.” She pointed out.

[tenebria]

Lorcán could almost hear the muffled mirth coming from Treth beside him, not that he blamed him. It was honestly a ridiculous situation.

Swan glanced to the two silent warriors, then over to the healer as she spoke. A light frown came to her face "That is of no importance right now, I am sure none of us have any idea whom it would be, nor does it change anything" she said firmly. "My own response would be to the negative. Our reasons for this law are solid, and we have had them for generations. I do not see a reason to change them for one filly" she said.

[wingfeather]

“I second that,” Treth said once the Lead Mare had finished speaking, “this has been our way for generations.” He was slightly annoyed at having to be called to council on such a matter of little importance to him, he could have been scouting at the moment or posting guards to keep an eye on the rogues.

Artemis soon became restless and ceased grazing, she was impatient for Treth’s return and wanted to get back to work as soon as possible.

[Abbster]

Cinnamon thought deeply on this, and she sighed. "I have to agree." She said. "No healer has ever taken another horse for a mate, why should we start now?" Cinnamon asked as she glanced around at the other horses

[tenebria]

Lorcán nodded as Treth spoke, quickly speaking his own thoughts "This is frankly ridiculous to even consider, she joined us, and she became a healer of her own free will. We are not changing a decade old law for her benefit" he said with a snort. Hearing Cinnamon's side he glanced over and nodded again. He was in fact wondering why Swan had even considered a council for this, it was just such a waste of time! Valuable time he might add.

Swan could see the annoyance on the warriors faces and nodded "I agree. This council is closed in total agreement. Cinnamon, please go inform your apprentice that her appeal is rejected" she said with a snort.

[wingfeather]

At the close of the council Treth gave bows to the Lead mare then to the other horses attending before swiftly making his way back to the scouts area.

When Artemis saw Treth cresting the hill she immediately ran up to him, her energy was replenished and she wanted to get working again.

[Abbster]

Cinnamon nodded. “Right away” she said with a dip of her head. Cinnamon letter to Sugar who was grazing. “Sugar” Cinnamon said. Sugar looked up. Hope in her eyes. “Your request has been denied.” Cinnamon said. “Oh.” Sugar said, her ears drooping. “That’s…..that’s ok” sugar said. “You’re not disappointed?” Cinnamon asked. “I mean, I suppose I am. But I told myself not tog eat my hopes up, so” sugar said.