[OOC: Popping in for funsies :D]

Shits and giggles, that's all Astrasza's very being is, shits and giggles. It pretty much sums it, up. Her life is a laugh, or so that's how she felt.
She remembered when Bucephalus found her running through the trees making as much noise as possible, then he took her to the throat where she was suppose to be trained by Ampere. Well of course her lazy ass missed out on this, so she gets into her first little spat with some punk pony while patrolling what she thought was Dragon's throat boarders.

And now here she is, crawling home on tired feet with a pissed off expression. Her left wing dragging across the sand behind her. Returning to the heated desert (which is thankfully cooling quickly due to the change of seasons).
Astra's nostrils quivered as she groaned a snort from her nose, an irritable sigh. She didn't want to see anyone, at least not until she could lift her wing and make it look like nothing happened. Her pride was bruised enough from losing the fight, at the very least no one should know about it. She wanted no one but herself and the bitch Roskuld to know how that fight went.

But alas, as typical in nature what she doesn't need right now is going to happen. The boarders in sight, each step carried her closer to the gates of the Throat.
Oh no, there in the distance; two figures warped by the heat rising off the sand. As if things couldn't get worse. Well they can, there's no getting around this wall--she can't fly--she'll need to be let in by a keeper. Which means someone's going to see her fantastic new injury.
The figures grow larger as she gets closer.

I'll make up a story, I was attacked by a bear! One with... wings... and claws for hands. Yep, sounds good!
As the figures take shape, the unmistakable form of Maren was recognized. But the other? Who?
A badger faced bay mare with... oh dear lord that's a wolf. Astrasza immediately realized the bay mare was not part of the Throat herd. But then who is she? What's she's doing here? And for God sakes why's she dragging around that corrupt beast? Doesn't she knew wolves eat horses?

Astra tried to lift her wing as she approached but with an agonizing grunt it fell limply back to the ground. Fuck.
She picked up her head over her shoulders, bowing her neck, and stuck her chest out. Remember, you lost to a bear!
"Eeey! What's goin' on around here?"
Astra questioned loosely, trying not to startle anyone.