Last commets form Part 34-
(unmigrated gang)
Whiteshadow-
After hearing a commotion from outside of the cave, Whiteshadow poked her head out just in time to see an arctic fox scampering away. She sighed, glad that they would be moving on soon because this wasn't the first animal who had gotten ambitiously close to the cave, and she knew it was only a matter of time before larger animals were doing the same.
Before Whiteshadow returned to her work, she shared a quick glance Darkstone, but imminently started to feel guilty. She was almost 4 moons pregnant, and still had yet to tell her mate they were going to have a foal. It wasn't like she didn't want to tell him, it was just that Whiteshadow knew he would have never allowed her to come out here, and she had promised herself that she would still carry out her duties as a medicine mare for as long as possible until the foal was born.
(group heading north)
Oceangold-
As Oceangold touched down in the clearing they had flown so long to get to, practical matters reasserted themselves. Normally she might wait to hear protocol in a new herd’s territory, to learn what they may find offensive and avoid it. But she was famished. An almost-two-moon flight was not an ideal activity for a pregnant mare, as she wasn’t getting nearly enough meaningful rest— and not enough food to even speak of. Her ribs were showing, and her abdomen had swollen slightly but noticeably, each enough to be seen through the winter coat she had started growing during the long flight. She bent her head toward the first clump of grass she saw, munching into it with a satisfied and exhausted sigh. The grass was nothing special— close to death in the cold— but to the exhausted mare, it was bliss. She ate at least six mouthfuls with no hesitation, then recalled Cloudroot‘s warnings about overeating. She forced herself to stop, instead looking around at the clearing’s inhabitants. Softly, she heard the thumps of her companions and the Night Herd steeds landing behind her.
“Now what?” she asked softly.
('mane' Glaicer Herd)
Magicpetal:
She watched her fly away until she couldn't see the mare any longer. "Ugh. Well, there goes family time."
Emberblaze:
He glanced at Magicpetal and frowned. "There won't be a family time until Darkstone and Dad get back." He said, shifting his weight as he thought about his father.
Brightwing was almost always on scouting trips or on patrol duty. The triplets never saw much of their father anymore- but at least he was safe, which puts their mind at ease.
Goldenstream:
She pinned her ears and slapped Emberblaze upside the head. "Way to go, Mr. Depressing for saying that comment, which totally makes us feel all better." She muttered, her tone of voice rolling in sarcasm. Magicpetal giggled as Emberblaze shut his mouth with an angry grunt. Goldenstream, satisfied turned back around to face Silverflame. "Gosh, they make me annoyed. They act like foals!" She said to Silverflame.
Just as Goldenstream finished her comment, a hurling mud-ball was chucked at Goldenstream and it splattered on her golden cheek. She whirled around to see Magicpetal, rolling on the ground with laughter and Emberblaze getting ready to throw another one. "Ohhhh, Emberblaze, it is so on!"
(I'm not sure how this'll work without Flamfrost and Wispi since they had several main characters and I just don't wanna steal their OC's or anything.
Nightmist, are you doing the 'One' idea? I think it's a really cool idea and adds some extra pop to the RP since we were thinking of making Morningleaf or one of Star's friends the "one" (Right?! Correct me if I'm wrong XD it's been a minute) )
Gingerblaze:
The young chestnut scanned the herd around her as the sounds of an aginizoning amount of coughing filled the air. She wanted to block it out. She wanted to run away. But she knew she couldn't. Oh if only her mother were here. Gingerblaze felt a pang in her heart at the thought of her dam. Despite her determination to keep Flame Herd separate - a decision that had ultimately cost Cherrycloud her life - she had been a very devoted lead mare and always seemed to know how to keep her herd safe. But now, everything seemed to keep going down hill. Hazelfire, the captian that Cherrycloud had left to guard over the herd, seemed way out of his league, and to make matters worse, he to had contracted desert cough a few days ago and really wasn't doing to well. It was starting to look as if this would be the end of Flame Herd for good.
(Oooo what should we do for that? Didn’t they plan to send a battalion over there and form a treaty with Flame herd to join Glacier herd? Or did that get cancelled due to the migration? I can’t remember)
(comment form a while back)
Gingerblaze- 6 moons. That's how long it had been since Gingerbalze's dam, Cherrycloud, had taken her joint herd army and headed north. It's how long it had been since the chestnut had last seen her mother, though she had learned of her fait from a spy who managed to evade being captured at the end of the battle. Since then, the small remnant of Flame Herd steeds that had been left behind in the desert territory had been forced to flee their home and inhabit a much smaller territory in the area know as turtle beach. They were a group made up of mares, yearling, newborns, and walkers, with a few battle mares and under-stallion which had been originally assigned to guard those who didn't fly north. It had been a struggle to survive these last few months, but the small herd had managed, and now that it was spring Gingerblaze had hopes that things would become easier. But it hadn't. Many steeds had come down with a sickness known as desert cough, which led to the infected steeds coughing so frequently that it became a struggle for them to eat and drink water. This eventually led to the steeds becoming so weak they could only lay around and do nothing, and shortly after this they would most likely die. The part that made this epidemic so much worse then any before it, was the lack of a medicine mare. Cherrycloud had insisted on taking all of them with the army, but none had returned, and without a trained medicine mare, the last of Flame Herd was in dire need of help.
(Hello? .-.)
Mintcreek:
She smirked down at him, "Right. Because I'm the one with the broken ribs who can barely move."
She teased gently, "Yeah, you're definitely the one taking care of me."
Coalblaze:
He snorted. ”You know very well trouble isn’t something that follows me around; really, it’s more like I’m keeping you out of trouble,” he said with a smile.
(Can we not let this die again?! where did you guys goo????!!!)
Mintcreek:
She blinked at his comment, unprepared for his concern for her. "Oh! Well, I hate migrating in the first place. And I have a little medicine mare training, so I had too. Plus, I wanted to stay. Who else would keep you out of trouble?" She teased gently, flicking her forelock out of her eyes.
Coalblaze:
”You didn’t have to stay behind, you know. You could of migrated with everyone else. That is, unless, you’re staying here to take care of others other than me,” he said softly, concern sharpening his voice.
( Okay, please stop pressuring me to come back to that roleplay xd I’m under enough stress and adding that roleplay to the mix will not help. I’ll join when I’m interested in it again. For now, my dedication is to starting this one back up again )
(Nightmist where art thouuu? Thou art needed in Pegasi and Centaurs as well as Zebrasi RP!!!)
(Are we like bringing this RP back to life or something??)
Mintcreek:
She giggled sheepishly and felt her ears get hot, “Oh-ah..well, I’m here now,” she fumbled and stepped closer to him.
Coalblaze:
He lifted his nose gently with a smile, returning her breath. “Nothing but your presence,” he said softly.
(Yeah he did have broken ribs, I read through past comments on this post)
Mintcreek:
She trotted towards Coalblaze after redressing someone else's wounds with a sap mixture Whiteshadow had given her. She never strayed far from the handsome stallion, so when she noticed him looking for her, she eagerly moved to him.
The mare lowered her head, gently exchanging breath with him. "Is there something you need?" She asked gently, pricking her ears.
(I'll just make Mintcreek stay behind since, if I remember correctly, she did have slight medicine mare experience-like only the basics or something. But, i do know that Coalblaze didn't migrate-he had injuries to his ribs right?)
Darstone
He nodded, “Of course. Let me know if you need anything else.“ He nickered gently, offering a small smile to the young Twigstrike in the back.
“I-uh- better go back outside. But, I’m only a nicker away if you need me.” He said lightly with a handsome and carefree grin, as he tried to lighten the dreadful atmosphere in the medicine mare den. He exchanged breath with her momentarily before turning and trotting out of the cave, returning to the frigid snow covered meadow.
Whiteshadow-
She watch him leave, and felt a sharp ping on her heart as she did so. It was so hard for her to lie to him.
Whiteshadow glanced around the den to look for something to do so she would appear busy when Darkstone returned, and she honed in on Twigstrike who was sleeping on the ground in the back of the den. The roan stallion was still in bad shape from the battle with Flame Herd even all these months later. He had sustained an almost crippling blow to his spine, and while he had made an increatable amount of progress since, he was one of the few of the injured pegasi that Whiteshadow was concerned wouldn't be able to make the trip south.
She trotted over to him, and nudged the sleeping stallion with her hoof to wake him up.
"Whaaaaat?" yawned Twigstrike, a moment later.
"I want to check your spine again." said Whiteshadow. The roan stallion nodded, and moved so his back was in a position that she could see the site of the injury. She ran the edge of her hoof along Twigstrike's back, occasionally gingerly applying pressure to the area. "Feel anything?"
"Nope." replied the stallion in a short voice -- an indication to Whiteshadow that he was withholding something.
She looked down at his face and saw it twisted in pain and she removed her hoof. "Nice try, but I know your lying. How badly does it hurt?"
Twigstrike let out a disappointed huff, "It's not that bad." he said, "But look!" The stallion stood, and began flexing his wings, "I can still do this!"
Whiteshadow looked on with worry, yes he could move his wings, but would he be able to last for the long journey south? That was still an unanswered question. She sighed, "Get some more rest, we'll try again later."
Just then, Darkstone returned with the plant hanging from his mouth, and Whiteshadow reluctantly made her way to the front to the cave to meet him. "Thank you." she said, taking the herb."