Eclipse

A truck and trailer drove along the dirt road and stopped in at the end of the brick path to the house. A woman got out of the truck and went around to the trailer. A good friend of the Hatchett twins, this woman was the same one that brought Sean back. She had been keeping some of their animals until they could get settled. She opened the trailer gate and out ran a stunningly beautiful creature. The zebra/horse hybrid galloped across the green grass, happy to be free.

The woman, seeing that the twins and most of the animals weren't here, figured Bonnie had gone out to hunt again. She got back into the truck and drove away.

Basil

It was a beautiful day. The sun shone high and bright over the land, bathing everything in a surreal glow. Despite the sun, it was cool within the borders of shade. The perfect day.
Whether or not everyone else was enjoying the day didn't cross his mind as a horse stood silently in the trees, on a small outcropping of hill. A light, calm breeze ruffled his black mane of curls, bringing him a cool feel of calmness. However calm he looked on the outside was misleading compared to how he felt on the inside. He had just come upon the valley and was eager to explore. Then again, he wanted a rest as well. Get used to the place a bit before setting out. It just so happened that he had been secretly watching a small human home not far off. Many thoughts raced through his mind at the sight, until he was in a silent reverie. Suddenly he was jerked out of his daydreaming by the loud roaring sound of a... Whatever that contraption was. His auds flickered forward as he watched, listening as well. What is that? he asked himself then as some two-legged opened the back of a big metal thing and revealed a white and brown splotched equine escaping the corridors. It startled him a bit, and he watched the unsually colored filly from his perch. It wasn't until the human left and disappeared from sight that he approached, galloping lightly down from his large knoll. As he neared, he gave a whinny, glad to finally see someone else. He gave his mane a toss, almost jumping onto the human property. Then he waited for a response.

Eclipse

Eclipse turned around to face the stallion when she heard him whinny. She whinnied back, tossing her head, and spoke to him. "I'm Eclipse! Who're you?" She called out. She could see the rest of Bonnie's pack returning, and they looked like they had just been in a fight. But she kept her mind on the curly-haired stallion.

Basil

Basil stood there quietly then, all carefree and happy to be seeing someone else. He lifted his head and bobbed his dial a bit, sending his mane bouncing along with his neck. He watched the splotched filly curiously, before replying, "Hey, I'm Basil," he stated, much more calm now. It wasn't until his sensitive auds caught the sounds of oncomers that his muscles tenses and he flung his head around to look. The sight startled him a bit, and he moved away with a smooth gait, though didn't wander far. He simply circled back around and looked on, now in more of a comfort zone.

Eclipse/Sophia/Amber

Eclipse nodded contently. "Good day, Basil." She simply replied. Finally, curiosity overwhelmed her. "I have never seen a horse with such curly hair before. What do you call your breed?" She then asked.

Sophia, a strawberry roan mule, walked slowly over to where the other equines stood. "I'm Sophia." She said, ears perked forward.

Amber came now too, bloodied and bruised from the fight back at the prairie. She had a limp and several open wounds. "I fought the wolves who killed Thomas and Mary. They ran off." She said to Eclipse, who stepped back at the sight of her injured friend. Eclipse then looked back at Basil. "This is Amber..." She first said. "Our masters' parents were killed by some wolves, and apparently Amber gave them what's coming to them."

Basil

The stallion stood there, more occupied with the colration of this odd little creature rather than what she had to say to him. It wasn't until she asked the question that he paid more attention to her words, and quickly he spoke. "Bashkir Curly is the breed," he replied, flicking his tail behind him, "And I've never seen a horse before with your coloration. What is it you call yourself?" he asked then, his own curiousity getting the better of him.
Soon enough, the mule appeared, and he turned to look at her. "I'm Basil," he introduced himself, just as Amber came up. He looked at all of the unusual creatures around him and shuddered inwardly at the thought of wolves. He hadn't seen many of them before but knew of their deeds. "So I see. Just how many wolves?" he then asked, a bit tensed.

Eclipse/Sophia/Amber

Eclipse nodded. "And what an elegant breed it is. I am a hybrid - half zebra, half horse." She replied contently.

Amber smiled up at Basil. "Four of them. Their leader is related to my packmate, so they're twice as bad as any average enemies." She informed, wagging her tail. Then she looked up to Eclipse. "Bonnie and Amber are with Ethan, if you're wondering."

Sophia watched Basil carefully. "Where are you from?" She asked in that Southern accent of hers, wanting to change the subject. She didn't want to talk about wolves right now.

Basil

"Zebra? I've never heard of that," he stated, tilting his head a bit. He tried to picture what a zebra would look like in his mind, but couldn't come up with much. The coloration of the little hybrid was stuck in place.
Then he looked at Amber, but kept everyone in his sights. "Wow, I would probably just turn and run," he stated, picturing himself going against a bunch of wolves. What creature stood much of a chance? Finally, it was Sophia he turned to next. "Somewhere to the east... Not sure where it is," he replied, quite casually. Then a question popped into his head. "Who's Bonnie?" he asked, auds pricking.

Sophia

Eclipse nodded. "They're from Africa, I think. They're white with stripes." She explained. Sophia looked from Amber to Basil. "She's a brave hybrid, though." She replied. "Bonnie's our owner. She takes good care of us. She's a predator exterminator. That means she kills bad animals, mainly. I think she's away at a friend's house right now."

Basil

The Curly stallion looked at the little hybrid quizzically, giving his head a slight tilt as he did so. This was an odd bunch. "The less preditors, the better off everyone is," he stated, remembering the tales he had heard of the vicious meat-eaters. However, then he gave his mane a shake. "Must be a dangerous job." he then said with a nod.