Forgotten

Forgotten need to leave Calypte Ranges, just for now. He wouldn't really participate in this fight... That was for the older horses to do. But there was only two. He was wounded, his knee almost broken... He left the safety of his homeland to come here, where he could be an easy target for the hungry... But he wouldn't be an easy snack for any animal... He may be wounded, but he still had his hard hit. Right now, there might be a fight... A battle... Over the land he and his herd resided in... Between an intruder, and his father and a herd member. He stopped, and started grazing.

Aaka

Silently a white wolf trotted towards him and away from Seda. "Um....I think you need some help. You dont look so good." Aaka knew horses. One of her friends was a horse. Al Sheratan,the white egyptian arabian female. As if her thoughts were calling to the mare she came up behind Forgotten. "Hello. Are you ok?" She turned her black orbs to Aaka and sighed "Well at least now you are Ammon." Aaka gave her a look like she was crazy. "What does Ammon even mean?" she asked. "Hidden." was all the white mare said. She turned back to the older colt and said "Do you want some help?"

Forgotten

Forgotten heard an angry neigh coming from his home. He shuddered. He whipped his tail and pawed the ground.
"I am fine. It's just this leg.
He lowered his head down and muzzled his right front leg.
It's almost fractured.
If a fight breaks out at Calypte Ranges, he wouldn't be able to fight as well.
"I think I get going back to Calypte Ranges now. You can come, if you want to."
After saying that, he limped back to his homeland.