When the other stallion didn't approach or seem threatening, Yiska calmed down and relaxed his posture. He walked forward a few steps and greeted the stallion. Offering him to join the herd, if he wanted. But it seemed that the stallion didn't want to have anything to do with them. Yiska nickered out to him. He knew it would be best to have allies for when things got bad. His ears flicked back and forth as he watched the stallion and his human leaving. Did he really appear that threatening? Slowly he turned his head toward Violetina, then shied away from her. He didn't like anyone but Niyol touching him. Her voice, however did help calm him a bit more. The blue roan turned and trotted over to the mares, then looked toward his human.

Niyol's brow frayed and groans escaped his mouth as the fire engulfed his whole body. Words, in his native tongue, came from his mouth in a low whisper, almost chant like. He felt the struggle between good and evil over him. His body shook, trembling with effort to assist the fire angel. When it was over, he lay there as if in deep sleep. Dreaming of nothing but running wild across the plains with his trusted companion, Yiska.

Chris got a bucket of water and poured it on Niyol. Smoke came up. She coughed. "Let him rest for awhile." She whispered. "It's gone for now." For how long? She wondered. The first time she tried this, she had run off somewhere else. "He's gonna have a bad burn, but he'll be fine."


Jay and Hani waited or the girl Violeta get them. He watched to smoke drift up. "Fire." He muttered. Hani backed away nervously. He knew his human hated fire. Thanks to the hurricane. He watched the girl pour water on the man. He turned his head to Yiska and flicked his ears. He whinnied and decided to go back. "I think it's safe now, Johani. We can go back." Jay said.

Niyol remains resting, giving his body a chance to heal. At the moment he was happy chasing buffalo with his grandfather. Even it it is a dream.

Yiska perked his ears at the sound of hooves. He saw the stallion returning with his human and called out a greeting. He headed out to meet him.

( sorry it's short..working on something )

Chris leaned against the cave wall. "That's only for humans, not horses." She muttered. She sighed and went to get Powder out from her dead sister. "Come on, girl. It's all right." She cooed. Powder blinked at the sight of Chris and whinnied sadly as she nuzzled her cold, dead sister's body on the cold cave floor.

Johani greeted the other stallion with a whinny. He felt a sudden urge to buck his owner off. But he resisted it. He knew Yiska was a strong horse. His tail swooshed lazily like, "No biggie. S'up?". He turned to the man on the floor named Niyol confused. He didn't get why the girl had set him on fire.

((It's okay.))

Yiska sniffed at the stallion to get his scent then whinnied back in welcome. He turned and trotted back to the group. Wondering when Niyol would wake up.

( we should wait for the rest of the party to answer)

((Okay.))

(( So is it my turn next? Well never the less will post mine. If I'm wrong then I'll just delete it ))

MJ Mutters crossly to herself as she watches her horse, Ash, create yet another mess around the stable. "Ash!" MJ stomps towards her brown horse, glaring. Ash stops his business with scattering the hay and stared down at his rider. She was relatively shorter to her large mustang. Ash flicks his ears left then right, snorting and tapping his hoof on the ground. Mary Jane places her hands on her hips, still glaring at Ash. "Look at this mess!" She exclaims.

Ash simply ignores her, going back to his game of scatter the hay. Growling, MJ grabs her riding equipment and puts them on her horse. Ash doesn't fidget or whine like usual, he stands put and watches his rider with his chocolate eyes. MJ climbs up the saddle, taking her seat, she makes Ash go into a walk, then slowly to a gallop. They ride towards the forest, near the caves.

Some time has passed as Ash starts to gallop slower until her came into a full stop. MJ looks around the forest. "Something here is different." She mutters. "Last time I came here was a month or two ago. This place feels different." Her eyes darts towards a cave, she watches the dark cave. She pats Ash's neck. "Wanna check the cave out?"

((It's pretty good so far, but they're pretty far out in the wild! XD))

Powder looked like she was crying and Chris's heart fell a mile. The poor young filly took the loss harder than she expected. She gave out a very sad whinny, like a cry. Chris sat silently. The filly nuzzled her gently. She smiled. "Life is hard." She told the filly.

(( Opps, so sorry I didn't know :P well do you want me to correct it? If not then we can just say that she rode for a long time until she found it. And I am sorry if my entries are long I am just really used to long rps XD ))

"Lets go Ash," MJ mutters, patting the young stallion's neck, making him move forward. Ash trots towards the entrance of the cave. His pace getting slower and slower by the step. He finally stops and snorts at the entrance of the cave. MJ comes down from the saddle, rubbing Ash's chin before entering the cave. She spots horses and a girl. "What are they doing here?" She thought to herself. He eyes dart towards Ash momentarily just to make sure he does not start trouble. Fortunately her horse understood her, now keeping quiet and trying hard not to fidget in place.

"H...Hi," MJ whispers, now extending her hand to the girl. Hoping not to startle her or her horses. "The name's Mary Jane Morgan, what's yours?" She asks in her western accent. Ash nickers as he watches her rider try to talk to the other human. He quickly turns around to look around the area. Bending his neck he starts to nibble on the grass, but then quickly gets bored. He turns towards his rider who seemed to show no progress. He snorts and trots further away from the cave.

((Sorry to correct you again, but they really didn't see the guy who was on fire and Jay acting like a good ball? XD))

Chris looked up to see the girl. "I'm Christina." She said. "That's Powdered Sugar and that's Domino." When she said Domino, the words caught in her throat. The young, dead filly's blood stained Powder's pelt. She snuggled Powder, who was listlessly lying in her arms.