Ritual

Ritual who was 3 years old now a full mare grazed by herself.She wondered where her grandmother Prisoner was.She still had yet to ask her where her uncle Detention was.Then again she hadn't been able to talk to her alone.She understood that her mother and grandmother worked hard, but she still wished to spend time with them.Sighing she trotted off to patrol the borders.Just because she just turned mare didn't mean she couldn't help protect the borders after all it didn't stop her as a filly.

Deadra

One of the newly adult Cheetah's born from Kagura Daughter of Rasheetah was prowling around. Unlike her sister Yuri she trained to be a warrior and that she would be. She padded close to the waters edge her mouth opened panting from the heat. She wondered wen she would have a litter of her own.

Ritual

Ritual turned when she heard something.She spotted Deadra by the water.Ears went back thinking it was a intruder, but she soon realized the cheetah was a member.Snorting she trotted over to say hi."Hello i'm Ritual and you are,"she asked.Looking down at the cheetah she flicked her ears.

Deadra

Deadra stopped when the mare approached her. She sneezed and then shook her head.I am Deadra Daughter of Kagura and Granddaughter of RasheetahShe spoke proudly of her lineage.

Ritual

Ritual was quite confused.She did not know of any of them."Excuse me for not knowing, but who are they,"she said sensing that from the way she spoke that they were very important members.She snorted swishing her tail.

Deadra

She snorted.Then you must not of lived here for more then 2 months. Cause by then you should know who everyone is. My Grandmother is the Zeta of this pack and my mother is a warriorShe spoke.Her tail flicked.

Darkia daughter of Mikia came trotting over.Ritual, You should know everyone atleast who they are. Either that or you aren't paying attentionShe spoke.Her tail lashed out.

Ritual

Ritual ears went to her head when Darkia came forward.She knew that this would bring shame to her mother and grandmother, and felt shamed of it.She hadn't really communicated with anyone since her uncles injury.She still blamed herself for it since she was there.Sighing she looked away.Then she looked back up at Darkia."Look i don't really talk to many others,"she said eyes narrowed.

Darkia

She sighed and snorted.Well, If i were you I would start learning your pack mates names. No matter where you stand whether it be warrior or nurse or if risen so wishs another horse to a mother you still need to know others. You don't need to get to know them though its recomenedded. She spoke.She sneezed and shook her dial. At the moment her half sister was the only mother horse but that was for good reasons. She had a tramautic experiance and they needed someone to help with the hooved babies.

Ritual

Ritual glared at the other mare."You are not my mother, and i wish you stop acting like it,"she said.Her ears stayed at the back of her head as she waited for a answer.Stomping a hoof she ignored the urge to just roll her eyes.

Darkia

She shook her dial.I am not acting like your mother. I am only telling you what you will need to know. You can not work well if you don't know your comrads names!She snorted. Her ears going flat back now. She shook her dial.

Ritual

Ritual shook her dial as well."I don't have to listen to you.I will listen to my own mother and grandmother,"she said.Her mother and grandmother had not mentioned none of this to her.Then again she hardly sees them since their so busy.Now she respects and loves them, but she wished they spend more time with her.Hopefully mentioning her grandmother would get Darkia off her back.After all her grandmother was lead horse here.

Darkia

Darkia's mother was second in command horse and prisoner and mikia were like friends. Darkia knew the way of the haunters.You don't have to no, But im sure your mother and your grandmother will say the same you should know the names of those you fight beside. But I guess you aren't smart enough to know this on your own. You don't know the life of being in a herd I suppose. She spoke. Ranks didn't matter in the haunters really. They were all one. They fight as one and so therefore should know each other.

Ritual

Ritual had finally had enough.Raising her head and tail she turned to leave for good."Well then maybe i don't belong here,"she said.She had been thinking about going off and finding her own terra to rule over, and now she finally made up her mind.She knew it might hurt her mother and grandmother, but she couldn't stand being here anymore.Everywhere she turned someone critizied her.Don't do this and don't do that.All because others expect her to know and do everything right.The reason for that is having a grandmother and mother like hers.Tears welled up in her eyes as she headed toward the border.One thing was for sure though nothing was going to stop her.

Darkia

So your turning back on the Haunters then? That is a mistake if you turn traitor to this armyShe spoke. She wasn't critizing .. Ritual may not of spent alot of time with her mother or grandmother but she had to be around some adult. And if Ritual didn't know the ways of even a herd though that was sad and should be blamed on the adult raising her.

Maguya Royal a 7 year old arabian stood close by. Her mother was Prisoner well her adoptive mother. But Prisoner was the only one she trusted well that and greda. She had been there that fate ful day.Don't fight!She nicker.

Ritual

Ritual turned around at what she said."I will never fight my own mother's herd.However i can't stand to be here any longer.If i find a terra i will offer alliances and that is it.Don't worry their won't be no fight,"she said to both of them.If there was no answer then she contiue going.

Darkia

She snorted and shook her dial and turned to go back to patrolling.

Royal listened and then went to grazing.