Phantom looked at West unsure but decided to trust him "Okay.. Just take it easy" She walked back over Moon examining her, Moon looked unharmed which was good. She nudged Moon as if hugging her "Come on Moon, there's someone waiting for you that can't wait to have you back" She smiled softly before going back up to West "Ready to go? Or do you still need a minute" She swished her tail waiting for his answer

Moon looked confused. "Who? Who's waiting for me?" Who could be waiting for me? It couldn't be Aurora, I made him too mad... Right? Moon thought, looking at Phantom.

Phantom glanced over at Moon seeing her confused gaze. She snickered slightly "I'm pretty sure you'll figure it out once we get over there." She thought about how Aurora would react to seeing Moon again, He'd probably loose his mind prancing all over the place. Probably wouldn't wanna leave her side (hehe foreshadowing)

West nodded. "I'll be fine. Let's go." He said quietly, forcing his legs to move. Every step sent a sharp burst of pain through his back and leg, but he didn't really care. West felt like he was floating. Moon was okay... and back in the herd. That was all West wanted.

Phantom turned her attention back over to West, following closely to him in case of anything. She looked back and gestured for Moon to get up beside her so she could also keep an eye on her

West finally steadied his walk, breathing out a sigh. He got back to the herd, glancing around to make sure everyone was okay.

Moon reluctantly agreed. She COULDN'T just run away again, after all the pain she had caused for West. Both with the wolves and the fire...

Tiger looked up, "that was disastrous" he muttered, limping up to the herd, tiger lowered his head and sniffed, his smell roamed strongly

West flicked his ears. That stallion was rather close to the herd... and West was injured. He felt uncomfortable just having.. Tiger sit there. He glanced over at Moon, his eyes sad. West wanted to know why she had ran away... maybe he could prevent it, or at least help her. He lowered his head slightly, exhaustion settling in. West limped around to go make sure everyone was okay, first, though.

Dixie snorted at Tiger's words and she turned, flicking her tail in his face and trotting to the stream... oh how she longed to run free again in the fields... she dropped her head and took a sip of water. she was still damp from her previous visit to the water when she rolled in it. she shook her head, her long, black forelock slapping her head, her even longer black mane hitting her neck.