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[ChickieBooBoo]

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"Normally, no. However, there is a foal who needs her mom, and I won't stand in the way of them... If this is the only way to get her back, then sure, I'll accept him... Doesn't mean I will like it..." Shadow replied with a sigh. Shadow whispered "I hate how only three couples can be together... There are 4 that I know of, and I love Speckle, so make that five...".

"I am getting her back, and once we do I can force these guys out" She breathed in his ear

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

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"Not if they follow me, SkyHerd isn't the territory. Its the members, and they follow me"

"You said you were backing down," he snarled. "I knew it, of course you wouldn't. But that's too bad, it'll be forced on you then."

"You can't force them to change their beliefs" She said calmly "Your welcome to the land though" Her voice had an odd glint to it

 

[DuckLover179]

"Good..." Shadow replied as she backed away, trying not to be suspicious.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"You said you were backing down," he snarled. "I knew it, of course you wouldn't. But that's too bad, it'll be forced on you then."

"You can't force them to change their beliefs" She said calmly "Your welcome to the land though" Her voice had an odd glint to it

"Too bad, things will be this way whether you like it or not," he snarled.

A group of small speckles appeared from far away, it appeared to be the horses who had left.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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Inga glared at her.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"You cannot win the war" She hissed "We outnumber you"

 

[chickendiva25]

Twilight lay there,awake, wondering what was happening back at the herd.

 

[DuckLover179]

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Inga glared at her.

Shadow glared back.

 

[DuckLover179]

"She better be with those horses..." Shadow growled.

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

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"That means nothing, we have more. I was prepared" he spat. "Besides, you're a pack of weaklings. You lied too, which will make your wounds much more deadly."

The stallions appeared with Dahlia, all surronding her so she couldn't get away. The mare had thorned vines tied to her belly, neck, and legs to make it painful if she was to gallop, trot, canter, or even walk away. A small sliver of blood stained the fur on top of her hoof.