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Sprite spasmed and kicked out, then fell into an even deeper level of unconsciousness.

Yang returned with wet moss. "Sprite, don't give out on me now..." she whispered, draping a strip of soaking moss across the mare's face in an attempt to revive her.

"Yang, how is she?" Remus called from a few yards away. He felt torn between the little filly gasping for breath next to him, and his best friend bleeding mere feet away from him.
 
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Two-legs unloaded stalls, and started setting up on SkyHerd. Once all of the stalls were together, they starting putting leads on the horses.

"Hey!" Yang shouted, standing in front of Sprite.
 
Slowly, Esther's breathing became slower, but still as raspy as before. She fighted to keep her eyes open, barely concious of what was going on around her. She felt dizzy, and weak from the loss of blood, and it didn't help that the pain in her sides made it hard for her to breath.
 
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The two-legs grabbed them all, and put them in a small stall.

Miley cuddle the foals. (you know garrets in the group right?)
 
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Two-legs unloaded stalls, and started setting up on SkyHerd. Once all of the stalls were together, they starting putting leads on the horses.

WTH?! O,o

Bella bucked wildly and flogged a two-leg, before setting off toward the hills. But she couldn't go alone, where was Ace? She couldn't just abandon him! "Ace!" she called over her shoulder, her eyes darting about the scene as she slowed to an abrupt halt, "Ace!" she cried desperately.
 
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"Good work, Ira," he whinnied, taking the poppy seeds and putting them in Esther's mouth. "Chew them slowly," he whispered. "They will help with the pain." When he looked down, he discovered that most of her wounds had stopped bleeding. She was going to be okay. "You can sleep now." he muttered, giving her a final tap on the withers with his muzzle before turning to Ira again. "Watch her, and if she gets worse, call me."

With that, he walked a few yards away and stood at Sprite's feet, his gaze worried.
 
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Yang returned with wet moss. "Sprite, don't give out on me now..." she whispered, draping a strip of soaking moss across the mare's face in an attempt to revive her.

"Yang, how is she?" Remus called from a few yards away. He felt torn between the little filly gasping for breath next to him, and his best friend bleeding mere feet away from him.

"She's alive - won't be if these idiots take her," the dark mare muttered, ears laid back.
 
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Two-legs unloaded stalls, and started setting up on SkyHerd. Once all of the stalls were together, they starting putting leads on the horses.

Phoebe tried to wrestle away as a halter was put onto her.
 
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