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GGGOOODDDD i can't wait for the spring season in game, i'm so tired of painting snow. i started the sketch for this on sunday but then i spent the day with my grandma yesterday, and i'm STILL beat from all the walking - i was tempted to just sleep in but i really wanted to finish this :") nap time after this, definitely

i'm going to wait until i finish this mission to age up kyra completely, i hope that's okay! :'0 also, i forgot about blythe's injuries from the avalanche, i'll remember to include his scars from now on!

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“I can’t wait for the snow to go away…” Kyra muttered.

Blythe looked over his shoulder at the young filly and smiled, noticing how grumpy she looked. Adrik pranced ahead in the snow, entertaining himself by kicking up ice in showers.

“Not much longer now, maybe one more month.” Blythe replied.

“I barely remember what green looks like.” Kyra commented, trotting to catch up with the stallion and walk by his side, as tall as his shoulder height. She was a teenager now, a bit older than Adrik by a few weeks, and blossoming into a beautiful young mare. The filly smiled wistfully as she continued. “I was actually born in the autumn.”

“Really?” Blythe hummed. “Well, you’ll love the warm weather, it’s a beautiful time of year.”

“Hey, Mr. Blythe, look!” Adrik called, staring at something in the distance.

Kyra and Blythe walked over to stand by Adrik, Blythe squinting to see what the colt was talking about. He could see it, there was movement in the distance - several bodies running.

“What is it?” Kyra asked, frowning.

“Looks like a herd of horses.” Blythe responded, smiling slightly as he watched the large herd thunder across the valley - he wondered what lucky stallion would be in charge of so many horses.

But then, Blythe’s smile slowly disappeared as he saw something odd. The horses were… Being ridden by humans. And they were running straight towards the threesome. At first, Blythe assumed they just so happened to be running in that direction, until he saw the lassos - and as they got closer, the stallion started to back away.

“Run…” He muttered, eyes wide. Kyra and Adrik looked at him in confusion. Blythe barked at the two. “RUN!”

Realizing the urgency in Blythe’s voice, Kyra bolted off, and Adrik followed her close behind. Blythe ran behind the two, looking over his shoulder in terror as the wranglers started gaining on them, whooping and hollering loudly.

Acting quickly, Blythe ran alongside the two foals and steered them towards a grove of trees. It would be difficult to maneuver, but there was a possibility they would be able to lose the wranglers. Seeing this, one of the humans realized what was going on, and steered his horse around the trees to meet the little herd on the other side. The others struggled to make their way through the grove, as Blythe and the foals easily made their way to the other side.

Just when Blythe thought they were home free, the wrangler that had broken off from the others burst out of nowhere and roped Blythe with a lasso, pulling him back before he could run. Blythe neighed loudly in alarm, rearing up and pulling back on the rope.

“GOT’IM!” The human shouted, the other wranglers whooping in celebration.

Kyra and Adrik ground to a halt and turned to look at Blythe in shock. Kyra began to tear up as she looked on in anguish. “BLYTHE!”

“RUN! GO!” Blythe roared, kicking and fighting against the hold of the wranglers as they brought out more ropes, pulling him from all directions.

Kyra reluctantly made a move to run, but stopped when a wrangler stepped in her path, flinging a rope onto her neck. She stood frozen in terror with Adrik looking around in bewilderment, oblivious to what’s happening. The horses being ridden just hung their heads in shame as Blythe looked back at the foals with wild eyes.

“DO SOMETHING!” Blythe barked desperately at the horses, but they just ignored him and said nothing out of guilt.

“Look at this guy.” One of the wranglers whistled. “He’ll fetch a pretty penny. Whadd’y’all think?”

The humans laughed in agreement as they assessed Blythe’s physique, the fierce stallion stewing with rage as he glared heatedly at anyone that made eye contact with him. There would be hell to pay soon…

stallion; Blythe(#67)

in response to; "The whole herd gets captured by illegal wranglers!"

art features; Blythe(#67) , Adrik , Kyra
story features; Blythe(#67) , Adrik , Kyra
word count; 643

aging; n/a
healing; n/a
pregnancy; n/a
captured; whole herd (1/3)

items used; n/a
companion animals; n/a

other notes; references used - 1 (for kyra) , 2 (for adrik) , 3 (for blythe) , 4 (for the npc horse) , background

© hostile-elf

Description
GGGOOODDDD i can't wait for the spring season in game, i'm so tired of painting snow. i started the sketch for this on sunday but then i spent the day with my grandma yesterday, and i'm STILL beat from all the walking - i was tempted to just sleep in but i really wanted to finish this :") nap time after this, definitely

i'm going to wait until i finish this mission to age up kyra completely, i hope that's okay! :'0 also, i forgot about blythe's injuries from the avalanche, i'll remember to include his scars from now on!

<< previous | next >>

“I can’t wait for the snow to go away…” Kyra muttered.

Blythe looked over his shoulder at the young filly and smiled, noticing how grumpy she looked. Adrik pranced ahead in the snow, entertaining himself by kicking up ice in showers.

“Not much longer now, maybe one more month.” Blythe replied.

“I barely remember what green looks like.” Kyra commented, trotting to catch up with the stallion and walk by his side, as tall as his shoulder height. She was a teenager now, a bit older than Adrik by a few weeks, and blossoming into a beautiful young mare. The filly smiled wistfully as she continued. “I was actually born in the autumn.”

“Really?” Blythe hummed. “Well, you’ll love the warm weather, it’s a beautiful time of year.”

“Hey, Mr. Blythe, look!” Adrik called, staring at something in the distance.

Kyra and Blythe walked over to stand by Adrik, Blythe squinting to see what the colt was talking about. He could see it, there was movement in the distance - several bodies running.

“What is it?” Kyra asked, frowning.

“Looks like a herd of horses.” Blythe responded, smiling slightly as he watched the large herd thunder across the valley - he wondered what lucky stallion would be in charge of so many horses.

But then, Blythe’s smile slowly disappeared as he saw something odd. The horses were… Being ridden by humans. And they were running straight towards the threesome. At first, Blythe assumed they just so happened to be running in that direction, until he saw the lassos - and as they got closer, the stallion started to back away.

“Run…” He muttered, eyes wide. Kyra and Adrik looked at him in confusion. Blythe barked at the two. “RUN!”

Realizing the urgency in Blythe’s voice, Kyra bolted off, and Adrik followed her close behind. Blythe ran behind the two, looking over his shoulder in terror as the wranglers started gaining on them, whooping and hollering loudly.

Acting quickly, Blythe ran alongside the two foals and steered them towards a grove of trees. It would be difficult to maneuver, but there was a possibility they would be able to lose the wranglers. Seeing this, one of the humans realized what was going on, and steered his horse around the trees to meet the little herd on the other side. The others struggled to make their way through the grove, as Blythe and the foals easily made their way to the other side.

Just when Blythe thought they were home free, the wrangler that had broken off from the others burst out of nowhere and roped Blythe with a lasso, pulling him back before he could run. Blythe neighed loudly in alarm, rearing up and pulling back on the rope.

“GOT’IM!” The human shouted, the other wranglers whooping in celebration.

Kyra and Adrik ground to a halt and turned to look at Blythe in shock. Kyra began to tear up as she looked on in anguish. “BLYTHE!”

“RUN! GO!” Blythe roared, kicking and fighting against the hold of the wranglers as they brought out more ropes, pulling him from all directions.

Kyra reluctantly made a move to run, but stopped when a wrangler stepped in her path, flinging a rope onto her neck. She stood frozen in terror with Adrik looking around in bewilderment, oblivious to what’s happening. The horses being ridden just hung their heads in shame as Blythe looked back at the foals with wild eyes.

“DO SOMETHING!” Blythe barked desperately at the horses, but they just ignored him and said nothing out of guilt.

“Look at this guy.” One of the wranglers whistled. “He’ll fetch a pretty penny. Whadd’y’all think?”

The humans laughed in agreement as they assessed Blythe’s physique, the fierce stallion stewing with rage as he glared heatedly at anyone that made eye contact with him. There would be hell to pay soon…

stallion; Blythe(#67)

in response to; "The whole herd gets captured by illegal wranglers!"

art features; Blythe(#67) , Adrik , Kyra
story features; Blythe(#67) , Adrik , Kyra
word count; 643

aging; n/a
healing; n/a
pregnancy; n/a
captured; whole herd (1/3)

items used; n/a
companion animals; n/a

other notes; references used - 1 (for kyra) , 2 (for adrik) , 3 (for blythe) , 4 (for the npc horse) , background

© hostile-elf