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"Understood!" Zutnic was well aware of how dangerous just one of these beasts were. His scar was proof of that.

Zutnic looked to the nest below. A ways off still, but it was time for them to attack. He made a quick note of the pathways as best he could before tucking his wings. With a loud shrill he begun his decent.

"KWEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

A light rain begun to fall almost in perfect sync with the gryphon brother's decent. The storm was upon them.

Bounding over the last few of fallen trees, Aylins eyes caught sight of her dear friend. "Aviania!" she called out, her talons digging into the earth, trying to reach her friend and sisters. The spirits had warned them on Aviania's visit... and now they screamed in Aylin's head as she got closer.

"The great beasts are upon you!" she yelled as she took stride next to the Queen, her body bumping into Aviania as they ran back to the nesting grounds. Though Aylin had grown up in the temple, she had been trained to fight and she would not let her sisters perish without her.

"The duo that the spirits spoke of, they are strong, and they are here!" she panted. Tired from the run, she had not faltered, but she was hitting her second wind now. It was unsure how long she would last in the battle, but she would die to save her sisters, die to save her Queen.

As she reached the center grounds with Aviania, she waited for further instructions. She knew it was her duty to side with Aviania, to protect her while the commanders took charge of the sisters. She took this moment to catch her breath, her eyes on the sky waiting.

Suddenly, a bellowing screech caught her ears, her eyes caught sight of the green feathered beast jetting towards them. She turned, following his movements through the sky. Cursed creatures of flight....,

Cabriole fidgeted in spot, his hooves tramping at the ground with a jangling of his bells as he looked around. He could hear cries and the sharp screech of unseen creatures from the sky, which seemed to boil with dark clouds as thunder rumbled. His heart leaped into his throat and he bolted for the safezone, skittering to a nervous stop to keep himself from crashing into the beehive that had been set up for the sweet honey and protein enriched grubs before altering direction yet again, "GARUDA?!"

The honey colored stallion nearly staggered into the clawed stallion, "Garuda... the flocks under attack, I-I-I was sent here by Zahraa. She said to stay with you."



(Note: The beehive is from an established RP/rp plot scenario. biggrin Its up to you guys whether or not its used in the up coming battle in some way. <3)

Glain's ears shot up that the call to duty. For a moment she could only look at the half a dozen foals before her. For just an instant all she could do was look into the terrified eyes. For a heart beat, Glain could not will herself to move. She only looked at the children and thought, "what do you want me to do?" It was not like she had not braced herself for such an order. She had tensed her muscles and gathered the foals into her nest to keep them safe and near her. Still, the sudden shock of the attack made her freeze for a split second. The moment passed however, and took the horrified paralysis with it. The terror was taken over by vague irritation. There had to be a better way to deal with this. Frightened children would only make this more difficult. She let the steely anger settle in her belly, if only to galvanize her forward. "You heard her Highness, loves. Let's get tot he caves?"
"But why Mistress?" Glain looked at the colt who had spoken. Glain only bit her lip and looked around.
"Because the Queen wills it. We need know nothing else." This was obviously not enough for the colt, but he obeyed Glain anyway, following her towards the caves.
It was not a far walk for any of them, the alarmed cries of her sisters effectively waking them all up. The foals quickly formed a small huddle near a back wall, all eye on Glain as she stood sentry by the mouth of the cave.
Glain's name made her ears p***k. She knew that stammer. She kenw it better than any voice she'd ever heard. Something dangerously akin to desperation claws at her throat. Whatever was out there, Shuckles was in the midst of all of it. Again, she was frozen with something between fear and anger. It was another moment before she could find her voice again.
"Shuckles." It was only a whisper at first, eyes wide, straining to see him in the distance. "Shuckles!" Her voice got louder until the foals behind her flinched at the sound of her voice. She could not leave the children, yet she could not bear to leave her mate behind.

His feeling of worry increased when he heard the command to send the stallions to the caves, something was happening and he still had not caught sight of the blue mare. Fear and worry gripped the stallion, everything was happening so fast and he could not catch sight of the icy harpy he had come to care about, she was nowhere to be seen.

Casting one more look around the area, he silently followed the other males, barely listening to the stallions, but still retaining the words that they spoke, for he was still a detective, even there was no need for that here in the den of the harpies. The detective side of the stallion was curious to why and what had caused the harpies to go into action, but he knew that with time all the answers would be revealed, so he resided within in himself and let patience take over.

Wystan looked up when he heard the comment, he was one of those who did not know where the caves were; he had not been a slave for as long as others and he does not regret his decision; Anya was a fascinating mare who always seemed to keep him on the tip of his hooves. Soon the winged stallion noticed that he was lagging behind the other stallions, caught up in his own thoughts, quickly he set forward to catch up with the line of stallions.