Wild, free, thats who we are, what we are. Need more mares!

[Plan on it Oliver]

(recap)

[Shadowpool95]

((Fly ran off and is now talking to Zahir))

[cobalt.]

Chance stretched his neck out to gently nibble on her mane "Is that a challenge?" he whickered playfully.

[TropicalPumpkin]

(Was I ever accepted?)

[.a r r o w.]

:reacp>}

[Shadowpool95]

((Not much is happening, everyone is kinda doing their own thing...))

[Phantom's Opera]

(everyone who has joined has been accepted)
Zahir chuckled. "He went home, where you should be off to"

[Shadowpool95]

FLy raised her head and flattened her little ears. "I guess," she mumbled.

[Phantom's Opera]

Zahir raised his eyebrows. "Would you rather stay here?"

[Shadowpool95]

Fly widened her eyes and crinkled her nose. "No!" she raised her head defiantly. "I have my own herd." She raised a hoof to take a step, but it got tangled in some long grass and she fell over with an audible "oophf!"