.Fleeing the fire.

[wolf2]

^{.†. Tomahawk .†. .†. Listen to her song .†.}

<sup>†. Tomahawk felt the rains coat his hide. He closed his deep muddy pools, the blue circle still pointed in Akkan's direction. When the thunder roared, he opened the muddy pools. He didn't say a word and the dark stag spoke...but he did nod. His tassels were wet, and they stuck to his forehead. His mane stuck to his neck, and his banner looked as if it was one big mass. He watched as Munchie left, then turned to Freedom Moon. Then he looked at Akkan one more time, he had a feeling about this stag...but he couldn't read his eyes.

†."It is nice to see Hinun..."

†. He was saying it was nice to see the rain and clouds. He used the Indian words alot...but he sometimes forgot most equines here wouldn't know their meaning. He doubted this stallion could. He reared and landed at a gallop, the old stallion felt good for his home was saved. Soon he was out of the desert and running through the mountains.</sup>



[.Has left.]

[midnight]

Freedom had watched the new stallion approach and when others in his herd had left he let out a sigh. He turned towards the lead of the dessert and nodded his head " Thank you." Was all he said before giving his little brother a nudge towards the Rocky mountains before both of them galloped off to see what remained of their home. What had the fire distroied? What had the flood saved? These two questions remained in both of their thoughts as they galloped away.
(Left to the mountains.)