11-20-2018, 04:07 PM
Soto pressed his hand to his foals flank. He fekt very unconfortable and he didnt know why. He simply ate and then looked to the other. He wanted to leave as the air in the tent was tense. He didnt take his eyes off willow more than a minute becuse somthing told him to be alert. He felt like both of them were in danger. He simply stood up and took willows hand and left the tent. His tail flicked in nervouse agitation. He didnt feel right somthing was off and he cpuld sense it. There were loud hiif steps behind him and a face he hadnt seen in almost a year apeared. His heart stoped and he couldnt hardly breath. He shoved his foal back behind him. The others sickly sweet tone as he spoke his name revolted him.
