She wanted to scream, she had failed Zubeia. But if she had gone to her aid the wolves could of changed their targets to the easier meal of the foals. Geneva knew Zubeia wouldn't of wanted that and so she had chosen to protect the foals. Her left front leg covered in the blood from the bite she had recieved from the wolf that attacked her.wolves Was all she said to Scarecrow when Cain was heading toward them. they are not both mine hte palomino is ZubeiaShe mumbled glancing at hte little filly.
Cain came up sniffing at her wound and her ears go back.CAIN DON"T its too late!She called to him. Her nostrils flare as he continues on and she hears the sound of fighting. Stay with the foalsShe said to scarecrow. She moved as fast as her injured leg could carry her.
By the time she got there the wolves had fled, those that were still alive that was. Cain lay crumpled in grief by Zubeia and she forced back her own tears.CAin, we can't stay here. You didn't fail her, I didShe said trying to nudge Cain away from Zubeia deceased body. She did her best to not look at the mare.
Zena was silent as she stood there unsure of what had just happened. But then her mind was taken from it as the colt she traveled by started nibbling at her ear and she pulls her head away and tosses it and nips a little back at him.
GENEVAMare . Ardennes . Lead of Desert |