Yang, having gone back to SkyHerd the day before, eventually found Aiden and Macon. She had explained the situation and with a little pestering made them agree to help. Now, as she galloped back to the breeding farm where she had seen Blaze taken, confidence showed on her face, masking the rage that hid there. Her iron-shod hooves pounded hard on the ground and from time to time she whinnied to let Aiden know she was still there.
Macon ran beside Yang, looking down at her and wondering if he was doing the right thing. Doubt shadowed his view and he nearly fell several times.
Aiden panted slightly as he struggled to catch up with the faster adults, his twisted leg slowing him down a bit. The only way he could even know if his two companions were there at all was by keeping his gaze on Macon's white-blonde tail, as Yang's dark form hid in the shadows of the trees. His face was blank as it almost always was, no emotions showing.
After several hours of pushing the others as hard as they could possibly go, Yang suddenly stopped and told them to do the same. Macon felt like collapsing as he stood there, breathing hard and wondering how the small mare, who stood about three hands shorter than him, could still breathe easily and trot in circles as she waited for the others to recover.
Aiden was in near the same state, and a flicker of curiosity briefly crossed his face as he stood looking up at Yang from his position on the ground.
Yang paced, thinking of how they were going to get Blaze out of there and not knowing that there were more than he she would have to rescue. Looking out at her companions, she decided that they had had enough rest. "Come on, let's get moving!" she said, nudging Aiden to his feet. She took pity on them and started at a slow canter this time, though it was obvious that she was itching to go faster.
(Duck2, Duck2, get on so Yang can kick their butts.)
