Losty1019

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Unending Chaos Farcry (#49) ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Literate ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ During the chaos between the older and younger fillies and colts, seemed like the rest of the herd had spooked at a random object that had been left behind at a camping site near one of their grazing grounds and when Celeste returned with the herd that had disappeared chasing each other, it only seemed to blow up again. Causing further chaos. “Your foal attacked mine!” Yelled Dove as she moved towards Sylvie who had been focused on tending to her own sister, Kestrel as her foal was kicking more than usual. The roan mare seemed to squint, remaining quiet as she studied the upset mare. “Over stupid bones!” Dove continued, ears pinning; “Why does your foal even have them? It's.. Unnatural” The mare continued to spew more and more harsh words, drawing the attention of the already upset herd whereas

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Changes Farcry (#49) ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Literate ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ The yellow but green plains began to grow dusty and patchy as Summer began to come closer to Autumn, the cold winds began to come back and the herd would spend more and more time in the sun, soaking up its warmth before it grew too cold. On the windy days, Celeste would push the herd into the forest, protecting them from the cold winds. There was even days they'd watch from afar of the weird animals known as livestock as they were herded back towards home, the cracks of thunder coming from the men who rode their horses and the barks of dogs who snapped at the heels of cattle or sheep, some even chased herds of horses, some tame while others weren't. Farcry had been grateful his herd hadn't been targeted for such round ups yet, but I guess it was hard for the humans when the herd would scatter into the

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Changes Farcry (#49), Kestral (#1453), Mare (#1892) ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Literate ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ It was a rather fiery sunset, Farcry watched the clouds above - The wind blowing his dark mane and tail, causing it to flow into the wind. Oddly enough it was the same fiery sunset that his daughter had left; Phoenix. The memories with her were fond though she was rather.. To put it bluntly a bitch. She fought and caused quite a few issues among the herd but the herd still liked her. His brown gaze shifted to a moving figure and it took him a moment to process it but it was.. Infact her. He let out a soft whinny and quickly trotted down to meet her; “Phoenix?” He called out, slowing into a walk. “What brings you back? Thought you wanted to explore the world.” He added with an amused tone, she seemed a bit beaten up so she definitely had explored. She seemed to chuckle at

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Changes Farcry (#49) ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Literate ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ Growing herd. Protected by two stallions, whomst used to clash against each other, now working as a team to protect the herd. From hating Coyote to working alongside him, Farcrys growth has come far, still sharing some jealousy towards Celeste but he has moved on - Enjoying the time he has with his herd and his new foals roaming around. Perzi and Hel were an interesting duo, Hel was cold whereas Perzi was filled with life, they worked as a team against other foals. The herd had a few run ins with smaller or larger herds that travelled across their plains for new grounds to feed on, the two found out information from other foals and younger horses.. Even using their little skills against older horses. It was a nightmare for Sylvie and Celeste who’d quickly come collect their foals and usher them away

╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Changes Farcry (#49) ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ ╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ Literate ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ As the weather got colder, much change happened within the herd; New mares and new foals. Celeste, Sylvie and Octavia had finally foaled, birthing two fillies and a colt; Perzival, Hel and Piper, a weird bunch. Hel was cold and distant.. Her appearance scared some of the members in the herd, it was like a skull had been placed over her head with her markings, Perzival; her half brother was much like her too, distant and non talkative. His markings were also odd.. But not as unnerving as his sisters. Piper was the odd one out, a playful filly who took after her mother. Farcry was quite fond of Perzi and Hel, finally having foals of his own and it eased things between Farcry and Celeste after the small wall that was placed between them after Coyote was born. He even was more lenient towards the other mares