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Kipcha had stayed with her back to the lioness but swung her head to look over her shoulder so that she could kick out again if need be. The gash brunned like fire, which was rapidly turnning the surrounding skin hot. She shook her coat as if to shake off the injury and only coated the ground in a fine spray of blood. "I'll be fine, it's nothing that won't heal." She spoke the truth but would more than likely be limping for the next day or two and sore for far longer. She turned her attention to the new comer, nodding when Ghost introduced her and looking at him curiously. It only took a quick glance for her to know that Casper's feather belonged to the strange winged stallion. The blood now trickled its way down her leg in a crimson stream that stood out brightly from her own reddish coat.

Ghost, noticing the nervousness of the other winged stallion, also took a couple steps backward to give him some space. I nodded again to the stallion and repeated. "You're welcome to stay if you wish..." He then turned back to Kipcha and was startlted to see blood streaming down her leg. "Yeah, whatever, let's go, I'm taking you to the river." He said with finality. He went to her side to support her and waited for her to step forward. He looked back at Freebird and Casper. "You wanna come?" he asked the mare gently. He addressed the stallion in the same manner: gently and respectfully.

Ghost chuckled at her reluctance and walked next to her for support. He didn't turn around to see if the winged stallion or Freebird was following, he would find out when they reached the river. They walked down the mountainside on the quickest route Ghost knew. He kept his ears trained on the surrounding forest. When they reached the clearing that led to the river, he stopped and looked around, sniffing the air for humans. Not detecting any, he continued on. They reached the river quickly. "Alright, go clean it out...I don't want that infected. It's a bit worse than you'd like to believe, Kipcha." he said gently, trying no to sound bossy, but concerned. He left her side and turned around to see if Freebird or the winged stallion had accompanied them and also to watch for predators.

*Hushabye quickly decided that he wanted to join in the herd's oddity, he had never known these horses, or any but his own. But he soon began to think the four had not long been together. He was instantly a little frightened of Kipcha, and a little reluctant to even look at Ghost, but Freebird was quiet and her motherly figure and sweet face was so inviting.*
I sapose I'll stay..
*His nervous voice faded quickly, feeling that he had no place in this little herd,he slowly yet rapidly followed*


*Freebird stood close to Casper, following him every which way he began to waunder. He sensed her fear, though, and stuck close, too. Also fearing whatever it was. He had long dropped the feather and, sticking close to his dam, they followed Ghost and Kipcha out of the forest, almost anxious to get out into the more airy clearing where vision came easier.* I'm comming..

Ghost chuckled. "Yes, you do, now that's it cleaned out, it'll heal better." he said. He nuzzled her in an apology. "Sorry for dragging you out here, but I've found it's the best way to enure a clean heal." He turned to where Freebird and Caper were approaching. He cantered lightly toward the approaching mare, colt, and stallion. He slowed to a walk before he reached them. "Nice of you to join us." he said sincerely to Freebird and the stallion, smiling warmly. He hoped the stallion wouldn't feel threatened by him, he meant no harm to him at all. He decided to try something. He went and stood by the stallion's side, not to close but close enough. Ghost lowered his head so that his head was of equal height with the stallion's to show he didn't think himself dominant over him, but he viewed him as an equal. He didn't speak to the stallion but simply walked silently beside him.

*He hesitated, just beggining to trust these new horses just a bit* Hushabye
*Suddenly he was then insecure of his name, it had never seemed so before, not until just recently, but even before he met these horses.*

Ghost smiled at the stallion again. "That's a nice name! It has a warm feeling to it, unlike mine...." he said, realizing the truth in his words. He sighed and Kipcha's wince caught his eye. "Easy, Kipcha, don't overdo it..and trust me, I won't make this a habit...only when it's necessary to be pushy." he said smiling at her.