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Moon Raven lifted her head, foamy saliva and clover sticking out of her mouth. She swiveled her pale-colored ears, listening.
Devil reared again,a wild look in his eye. He was full of rage at the figure in the distance. He hated predators! Devil slobbered at the mouth. The clover he ate was also beginning to take affect just like Moon Raven.

Jasper trotted around happily.
(Did you see my post? Is Hurricane still with Jasper?)
 
Storm moved forward. " Want to start a heard?"
Zachorzi pawed briefly, his head tilting to one side. "I guess we should."

Devil reared again,a wild look in his eye. He was full of rage at the figure in the distance. He hated predators! Devil slobbered at the mouth. The clover he ate was also beginning to take affect just like Moon Raven.

(Did you see my post? Is Hurricane still with Jasper?)
Moon Raven snorted loudly and turned to bolt. Running from predators was her first choice; she would fight only if cornered.
 
Summer let out a loud whinny for any nearby horses. She always felt nervous without a herd so she kept a vigilant eye out for predators and that paid off. Summer spotted a silent moving tawny pelt towards her foal. She wouldn't make it in time to fend the mountain lion away and screamed in panic,"Frost, run!!!" Frost looked at her mother with concern, but saw the pelt a few yards away heading towards her. Frost bolted off to her mother. When Frost neared Summer, Summer nudged her forward and said,"Keep running!"
 
Zachorzi pawed briefly, his head tilting to one side. "I guess we should."

Moon Raven snorted loudly and turned to bolt. Running from predators was her first choice; she would fight only if cornered.


Zephyr had her head up but didnt see anything. Confused she turned to Devil. "Whats wrong?" She asked.
"I think we all had better get out of here! Dangerous things are lurking out on the treeline!" He moved behind Zephyr and Moon Raven,the tipical move of a Lead stallion. "Let's go!"
 
(Update to Rpers: Glaze will have Wildfire's foal.)

Glaze whinnied to Wildfire and then sniffed the grass. It tasted bitter now. "Wildfire,can we move somewhere else? The grass here has turned bitter,it's starting to die." Being a new broodmare,Glaze needed all the food she could get.
 

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