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08-17-2012, 10:28 AM
Descaro raced after d'Artagnan soon after being told of Sno's abduction. The burly dark steed hadn't come face to face with the pegasus of the Throat until this day. Scents of others began to surround him, his herd mates were running to aid their Princess too. This was going to be an interesting day to say the least. It was a steady trek across from the Edge to the Throat, at first that was where Descaro thought they were going. Hooves struck the floor hard, eating up the ground quickly until he finally reached the Thistle Meadow. To his own surprise the small party of horses had come to a stop here, it seemed they had already found Sno. Descaro snorted in slight annoyance that he wasn't going to see the Throat lands but continued on to join the band of horses. Kri seemed to be surrounded and the warrior frowned disapprovingly at her but said nothing. Thoughts turned to wonder why on earth the mare even began to think she could get away with it, but to find them both here in the Meadow was off to say the least. Unlucky for them, the band of Edge horses had got there first. Maybe they'd chickened out and decided to give her back. Or maybe it was generally a mistake. Or was this a trap? The warrior heightened his guard just in case there were any others lurking. Especially from above. Descaro moved around the group to stand near d'Artagnan, who was making angered remarks as usual. Still the stallion said nothing and instead waited on the excuse of the Throat leader. |
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