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Post by tenebria on Apr 6, 2024 18:34:09 GMT -8
Galmúr smiled slightly as he saw Sugar dashing towards him, then dashing back and grabbing cobwebs and beginning to command him around. He made sure to reassure her with a calm look "Just a small bite, it's not serious" he reassured her, despite the pain in his neck. "All I need is a quick patch up so I can get back on the job" he added.
Stormflash was watching nearby, he'd had a feeling that keeping an eye on the dappled filly for a few hours wouldn't be a bad plan. And as soon as the buckskin appeared and trotted over to her, he felt he was right. His eyes narrowed, tail swishing as he watched.
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Post by wingfeather on Apr 9, 2024 16:49:39 GMT -8
Artemis trotted towards Earl, ''so we are on patrol together,'' she said trying to not seem nervous or make things awkward, she had never after all spoken to this pony. ''Indeed,'' he answered. His voice was surprisingly deeper than Artemis expected. She looked down at him as they began to walk towards the Eastern side of the herd lands, did he want to go on patrol with her? Probably not, he liked being by himself. Artemis looked around wishing this patrol to be over as fast as possible.
Treth smiled as the two left, ''she'll do him good,'' Treth said to himself before walking off to organize the next set of patrols and gather reports.
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Post by Abbster on Apr 9, 2024 16:54:05 GMT -8
“Back on the job?” Sugar asked, gasping. “Absolutely not!!! Why on earth would you want to get back on the job after I finish patching you up?” Sugar asked, patching some cobweb onto his bites. “You know what will happen if you go to fast” Sugar said. “It will get worse and then become infected, and then you’ll have to be off for at least a day” Sugar explained.
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Post by tenebria on Apr 9, 2024 17:03:27 GMT -8
Galmúr smiled at her worry "I'm sure my mentor knows what's best, he said to return for training, and so I must. Besides, it's just one bite, many had worse during the wolf attack and they're back at it again. Plus I only have a few days till the sparring match, and I'm not anywhere near ready" he admitted.
Stormflash kept his eyes pinned to the two, moving inconspiciously through the herd, making sure he was at Sugar's back so she wouldn't notice him. He wasn't afraid of the other yearling noticing him, especially as he was far enough away to not be really visible.
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Post by wingfeather on Apr 9, 2024 18:05:45 GMT -8
''Have -have you lived here all your life?'' Artemis asked, she was very much not enjoying this mission, the stoic little horse made her nervous in a way she never expected. The Norwegian shook his head, ''no, I lived up north... far north. I came here three years ago,'' the pony sensed her discomfiture and did feel bad for the young Friesian. They continued in silence for a few minutes, ''have you uh always been a scout? she asked trying again. ''Yes, I wanted to be a warrior... but that didn't work out,'' he answered. Though his expression did not alter his body language did to a posture of sadness, what did she say wrong?
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Post by Abbster on Apr 9, 2024 18:12:16 GMT -8
Sugar froze. “You know the rules.” She said simply. “I was told by Cinnamon that if a herd member was injured, they took the rest of the day off. You know that” sugar said to him.
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Post by tenebria on Apr 9, 2024 18:24:19 GMT -8
Galmúr raised an eye slightly. That was a thing? Then how had there been any actual patrols sent out after the wolf attack if most everyone had at least one bit or scratch? "Do you think I could actually talk to Cinnamon about that?" he queried.
Swan lifted her head from the grass and to the sky. Then she sighed. Now was the time that hopefully both Head scout and Head warrior should be done their patrols. Time for that council. She cast her gaze around for a suitable messenger, finally setting eyes on a small stallion nearby. "Mirog, I have need of you" she said, and the little forager trotted up. He was a shaggy pony, not fit for scout or warrior, but with an excellent sense of smell, which assisted the herd in the much necessary search for food. "Of course My lead mare" he said, dipping his shaggy head and waiting for her command. "Please gather the Head Scout, Head Warrior, and Healer to me. I am calling a council" she said officially. He gave a nod, not waiting to ask questions, and trotting off, heading for the Scout area.
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Post by wingfeather on Apr 10, 2024 11:57:30 GMT -8
The two walked silently for some time, Artemis's eyes were wide with nervousness and discomfort. Finally the silence was broken and surprisingly it was actually Earl who broke it, ''you've been asking me a lot of questions, I would like to ask one. Where do you come from?'' Artemis thought for a moment, ''I can't remember, I think we were traveling East though when we were looking for our new herd though.'' Earl raised his eyebrows but said nothing for a while.
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Post by Abbster on Apr 10, 2024 16:51:01 GMT -8
“Cinnamon is out collecting cobweb. You’ll be ok, just come back if you feel you need to.” Sugar said. “And be careful please.” She said, nuzzling her friend.
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Post by tenebria on Apr 10, 2024 17:02:08 GMT -8
Galmúr smiled and nodded "I will, I promise" he said, hugging her. "Thanks for patching me up" he said more light heartedly.
Mirog trotted along, his short stature making for quite the strange bouncy trot, his fuzzy legs criss crossing as he almost jogged through the herd. Where was that swift stallion? he wondered, glancing about. Finally the sound of the Head Scout's voice caught his ears and he weaved through the frustratingly tall scouts to find Treth dishing out orders. "Ahem, Treth, a Message.... or rather a summoning from Lead Mare Swan" He said with a polite cough from the background.
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Post by wingfeather on Apr 11, 2024 11:28:07 GMT -8
Earl sighed suddenly, ''west, that is where my mate came from,'' he said softly. Artemis looked down at him, she didn't know what to say, she didn't know how to console a horse on such matters, she herself was a yearling after all. Artemis just decided to keep quiet and wait for what Earl would say next.
Treth turned and looked behind him when he heard the slight cough, at first he saw no one but when the pony spoke again he looked down, ''Ah Mirog, a message you say? I shall be over immediately,'' he told the pony. Treth turned back to the scout he was speaking to, ''and once you have finished report to me immediately,'' he told Reckless. ''Of course sir,'' the scout answered with a light dip of his head before trotting away. Now that Treth had that over with he began making his way in the direction of the Lead Mare.
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Post by Abbster on Apr 11, 2024 14:14:29 GMT -8
"Of course!" Sugar said as she watched her friend trot away. She sighed, and looked down at the herb pile...she hoped he would really be ok.
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Post by tenebria on Apr 11, 2024 14:41:21 GMT -8
Galmúr smiled to her again then turned and trotted through the herd, heading for the warriors grazing ground.
Mirog gave a slightly frustrated snort as the scout glanced around, obviously unaware of where the voice was coming from, before looking down. Always the same. The ponies were always unseen. But at leaset he remembered his name. That was a step in the right direction. He gave a slightly abrupt nod before turning and trotting into the herd again, his shaggy mane bouncing as he did so. Now then.. the Head warrior. Most likely in the nearby grazing grounds. He headed in that direction, only to be almost bowled over by a young buckskin. "Excuse me! Watch your step young colt!" he said in a grumpy tone as he jumped out of the way. Galmúr skidded to a halt, looking most alarmed. "My most sincere apologies, I didn't.. " he paused. Seeing the expression on the face of the pony told him it wouldn't bode well if he finished his sentence. "I was lost in my thoughts and wasn't looking where I was going" he hastily amended. Mirog gave a snort, looking the yearling up and down. "And where are you going?" he queried a bit gruffly. The buckskin smiled slightly "I was going to meet my mentor at the warriors grazing grounds" he replied amiably. Mirog raised an eye. AH this must be the Head Warriors apprentice then! "Well it won't do you much good, your mentor has been summoned for a council" he informed him. Galmúr frowned. A council? OH wait THAT council! For a moment he wondered if he'd be able to listen in, then dismissed the idea. He'd know the answer soon enough. "Thank you for telling me, I shall continue to rest a bit then" he said with a polite dip of his head. Mirog gave a nod "Well then I shall accompany you" he said in a more amiable tone himself.
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Post by wingfeather on Apr 12, 2024 14:05:32 GMT -8
"She was a very pretty little thing,'' Earl continued softly, ''her whole body, mane and all, was as white as first fallen snow, no, she was whiter. She was very light on her feet as well, when she walked it always seemed as if she were flying,'' he smiled slightly, ''we mated the same spring we met and were very happy together,'' he face darkened, ''but then she was with foal and when it was time... neither survived,'' he finished. Artemis looked down at her hooves, she felt very sorry for the little horse.
Treth swiftly trotted towards the Lead Mare, what could this meeting be about? Wolves? The rogue stallions? A rival herd? He trotted faster and soon the white mare came into view.
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Post by Abbster on Apr 12, 2024 14:27:40 GMT -8
Sugar glanced up as she watched the council get together. Most likely to talk about her and Gus.....being together. Sugar had decided not to get her hopes up, but she began pacing around nervously. What was the answer going to be?
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