Soot nodded with a sigh. "Again, I'm right." He muttered, then shook his mane. As he glimpsed the storm clouds in the sky, he agreed quietly that Legacy was right about finding shelter. When they were back at the herd, he glanced around for Lia, approaching when he saw her. "We need to move the herd... turns out there are hostile rogues, and we're right on the edge of Swallowhooves territory." He stated. "I saw a Grove of trees a mile or so away that we can shelter in, and maybe stay until I figure out where to go."

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Teufel had made it back to his solitary willow and was standing under it as rain started to sprinkle down, his pelt twitching as a drop reached it, darkening the reddish fur. He was not really keen on all these horses, but what was he supposed to do? If he was just a 'lowly protector' then he should keep his nose outta everyone's business. A grumble emanated from his chest as he looked around for Lucifer. The lead stallion was no where to be seen. Great.

(Ah, yes, it was Lucifer!)
| Pigeon went with her heart and looked for her "Brothers," or so she calls them. "Elias? Rivor?" she called out their names, but no one responded, so she moved on to the waterfall where she last saw Rivor. She walked up and saw him, but he was STILL sleeping, as usual. Pigeon walked to the waterfall, walked under it, and lay behind it. Every noise that was made was blocked out by the waterfall sounds. When the noise was finally all canceled out by her brain, she finally fell asleep, wondering if Lucifer or Tuefel felt the same. |

Legacy jigged in place as the weather took a turn. The winds howling as rain pelted down soaking him untill his bay coat was black. "Soot! We've got to get moving! " He whickered but his voice was carried away by the wind. His side ached where that rouge mare had kicked him his neck felt hot where to had torn the hairs out of his coat. He rocked onto his hinds before jumping into a gallop across the field "theres the ledge rock we can shelter under! It's really close to the rouges so we'll have to stay on guard but it's better then the foals getting hurt" he said as he got close enough for soot to hear him. The bay stallion spun on his haunches the rain slowly turning to hail that pelted down on the herd leaving stinging sores where the ice had hit them. Legacy hated storms. His dam had gotten killed when a big tree branch fell on her. She was trying to shelter her newborn filly, the branch had ended up killing them both. Legacy was pressured into becoming medicine horse after that as he was the most educated out of the herd.

His mane whipped into his face as the hail pounded down "with winds like this we need to stay out of the trees!" He said Atlast his eyes showing the whites.

(Hey Guys! I’m so so dearly sorry for not replying for so long! So I couldn’t make it long since I’m about to go to testing but I’ll start typing more in november! ♡)

⋆.˚ Rivor neighs softly, grazing some fresh grass at the waterfall. His tail flicks softly behind his hindquarters. Rivor doesn’t see Ellias walk up behind him nor does he hear or feel. Ellias speaks up, his voice gruff. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ``Brother.``

⋆.˚ Rivor gets startled and he turns on his heel, facing his brother. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ``D- it, Ellias! You scared the hell out of me!`` ⋆.˚ Ellias rolls his eyes, not caring if he had scared his younger kin. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ``Whatever, come on. We need to find Pigeon.`` ⋆.˚ Rivor looked down, he had completely forgotten that the mare was missing in the first place. Rivor looks back up at his brother and nods eagerly. ⊹ ࣪ ˖

``Let’s go`` ⋆.˚ Ellias nods to his younger brother before galloping away, he calls over his shoulder. ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ``Hurry, little brother!`` ⋆.˚ Rivor huffs, his chest stutters from the movement. He pushes himself faster, sprinting pass Ellias ⊹ ࣪ ˖

| She woke up and walked out from behind the waterfall and noticed her brothers running frantically around. when she caught up to them she screamed "Boo!" and then laughed. | (sorry i have little to no motivation right now.)

| Waiting for her brothers' responses, she smiled and ran off once more | (little to no motivation)