Lost And Scared

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She had ran from the big mean stallion, but now she was lost. Her tiny hooves were tired and she was getting sleepy and hungry. Tonka wanted her mother, but she did not know where she was. The small bay filly with the bald face walked towards the lake, her tongue rasping against her lips. She was thirsty and she knew what water was.

At six months old, Tonka had been weaned from her mother two months ago. It was rough and she had been stolen from her by the blue roan stallion. She still did not know his name, but she certainly didnt want to take the time to learn it either. She drank her fill before nibbling on the grass by the edge of the shore.

Her mind wondered, it wondered to where her mother and her grandfather was. She sighed softly and let loose a sad whinny, maybe they would hear her. Backing up a few steps, Tonka lay down and drifted off to sleep in the cold.

[Captain Stumpy]

You was going to have to be honest with himself. Leaving the herd in winter was a stupid idea, and something he was regretting doing in haste. The nights were long, cold and a little scary, he didn't have his adopted mothers voice soothing his ears anymore or the safety of sleeping with the herd around him. But he couldn't go back, Bengal would mock him forever if he came back and Kenya would too, if she wasn't busy biting everyone else's head off. You continued on, half-heartily looking for somewhere to sleep for the night, though he had plenty of time to look, instead he focused his thoughts to the long term plan, joining a bachelor herd, training for a few years before becoming a leader himself. That was a sound plan in his mind.

He smelt the lake before he saw it, breaking the shadow of the tree-line he'd been walking in for a drink. He only took a mouthful of water, he wasn't really thirsty just bored of listening to his own trail of thoughts. The trail stopped dead however at the sight of a bay foal on the ground. You's instant thought was it was dead, a shiver of fear crept up his spine, The feeling lifted at the sight of the bay bundle breathing. He scolded himself mentally before walking round the lake to get a closer look, as far as he could tell there wasn't another horse at the lake at all, let alone a mare and foal, how could he miss that?

Looking around while he walked, he still didn't get the sense of a adult horse around. no sent, no trail. He was beside the filly in no time, still looking round thinking he'd missed something. The only conclusion he could come up with was that the filly was lost or had run away. "hey?" he croaked in a whisper. He lowered his head, knowing his voice wasn't going to be loud enough. His scarred muzzle hovered by the filly's ear "Hey?" You repeated again with a rough sounding whisper.

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Her ear flicked, a sign of life in the young filly. A hoof moved as she began to awaken at the sound of another voice. Almost leaping to her feet, she uttered a squeak as she landed on her tiny hooves.
"Wind...No, not him. Who are you?" She shuddered softly, lowering her head and awaiting the kicking that she normally would have gotten. Her small black tail swished behind her as she allowed her head to raise and her eyes got a look at this horse before her.

He was big, bigger than her. But who was not bigger than her. Her body trembled softly as she let her eyes roam over him. She did not offer any more words, nor did she offer anymore actions to the stallion.

[Captain Stumpy]

You shot back as the filly shot up. 'why am I spooked?' he thought to himself. He stared at her even more confused as she pulled away as if he was going to strike her, he hadn't even flinched! well towards her away. There was a long silence between the to youngsters before You heard his adoptive Mothers voice in his ear. "I'm..." He froze, His name was You, introducing yourself as 'You' to a complete stranger, well it doesn't take a lot to know that's a bad idea. But his mother said it was a gentleman's job to introduce himself too.

He looked down at his hoof, he needed to come up with a suitable name for himself 'Hoof?' no that was a stupid one, 'Grey' no that was terrible as well. "I'm.." He continued his mind running in circles. "I'm Whipser-ing" His thought blurted out of his mouth again in that gruff whispery broken voice. "I mean I can't help but whisper sorry" He frowned at his own incomprehensibility. If it wasn't bad enough he could only talk in a whisper, now he couldn't even string a sentence together. He scraped his hoof on the grass with frustration. "Are you lost?" He whispered changing the subject maybe she wouldn't take a interest in his previous whispers.

(You got caught in a fire as a foal, his face is a little scared and he can only whisper in a gruff tone. and if he talks too much he'll loose his voice as well)

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"Umm...Hello. I am Tonka. My momma and my grandpa are around here somewhere, but they told me to run. So I ran." She sobbed softly and lowered her head towards the ground. She shook softly as she cried. She let her eyes raise back up to him,
"Its ok to whisper. Sometimes I did when I was back in the bad herd. But now I have no one to talk to and no one to be with me. Its scary by myself."
She touched him softly with her soft muzzle and lipped his pelt as her mother had taught what grooming was. She was too small to reach more than his forearm, but she certainly tried.