Yes, Champion answers and takes a step toward the door.

Noble gestured to the gate leading out vaguely. Fresh grass is better for upset stomachs, anyway.

It's not my stomach, Champion takes a step and collaspes.
"Collin need your help," Luner goes into the stall and tries to get Champion to stand.

Collin crossed the space in a few quick bounds. "Hrm, alright, um let's see what we can do..."

"We need to get him on his feet if this is what I think it is," Luner gently tries to get Chmapion to stand to no avail, "Morgan was he given honey?"
"No sir I know Champion's alergic," Morgan answers, "do you think it's an alergy attack?"
"No I think it's something much worse. Cholic and not cramp choclic."

Collin got up and led Noble over. "Can you help?"
Noble nickered in affirmative.
"Good. I have an idea, but we need another horse and a lot of rope."

"Try Sunburst," Luner says.
"No he's too dangerous," Morgan protests, "he about maimed the person who tried to feed him."
"Because they fed him honeyed oats," Luner responds, "I fixed the issue and he's calm. I'll lead him myself. Collin what's your idea."
Morgan's father handed him about thirty coils of rope, "This enough.''

"More than enough, thank you." Collin said with a nod, setting the ropes down and starting to work with them. "Well, he's too heavy for us lift him onto his hooves, but maybe..." He paused to retie a knot. "...Maybe a coulpe of other horses can. But since horses don't have hands, we can slip these under Champion and improvise."

"Good idea," Luner quickly gets Sunbrust to help.