Phantom sighed dipping her head a bit low "Hsve fun being here, I'm sure you can find us if you ever change your mind" She softly snorted disappointed before turning and walking with the herd

West was sad that Phantom was sad... but he did try. He made an attempt to have Tiger come with. He even asked the stallion to. West flicked his tail and continued walking, knowing he did the best he could.

Tiger watched phantom go, sadly, "bye phantom" he said softly, his words lost in the wind, Tiger watched as they moved out

Phantom flicked her tail trotting up to beside West, she wanted to be there in case something happened with him that she would be able tohelp. But also mainly because she didn't want to walk by herself

Tiger turned away, he didn't want to continue watching him, Tiger pulled up the mountain he had been at earlier

Mystery trotted up next to the two, she smiled at them walking with them for at least half a hour before slowing down till she was with Macy, Dixie and Scarlet. She then stayed with them for the rest of the way

Dixie trotted around. she was TOO bored.. she could get into a lot of trouble at this rate. she tossed her head and spun in circles on her hindquarters, her back hooves making a dip in the ground. she snorted

West flicked his ears. They were much closer to the fields now... they had been walking for almost five hours. He glanced around at the herd to make sure everyone was okay. Dixie.. looked bored. Maybe even agitated. West's ears went down slightly.

Macy kept her ears pinned to her head every time Dixie got close, but Scarlet didn't mind. she, too, was bored, but she did as her mother often comanded her "stay close" Dixie knew that was aimed at Scarlet so she wpuld stay away from her. Dixie dropped her head and continued forward, her ears also pinned to her head, her tail flicking angrily. she snorted when her sister would say something about her

West turned his head back to look at Dixie and Macy. They looked angry at each other... again. He sighed, hoping the two mares would sort it out. The nice way. Maybe he would have to introduce to them the very special skill called 'talking'. Not yelling, talking. It helped him solve a lot of arguments. West flicked his tail and continued forward, sniffing the air. "We are almost there." He called out, his ears pricking at the prospect of some rest.