RP anyone? I'm bored :P.

Bently rolled his eyes and gave a light laugh.

"Says you" The mare teased her friend and chuckled.

Finkin just chuckled at the two mares, walking beside his friend.

"I'm not being one.."

Bently began pulling the waggon again, snorting and stretching his arms.

"Mouse stop being a pain" Blackie called to her friend.

"Come on little girl." Finkin murmured at the young mare, she seeming a little more difficult than her friend had.

"No, why should I?" Mouse grumbled, tail flicking.

"You wanna be stuck here?" The stallion asked her, this making her sigh but follow.

"Sure" Bently said and moved to Blackie, lifting her up and putting her in the back of the waggon they were pulling, "All set" He said as he was re hitched.

Blackie snorted but let the stallion help her, they seemed alright.

Finkin sighed, looking at his comrade, tail flicking. "You help the big mare while I heard the small one?"

Mouse growled softly, rushing to help her friend out, trying to help her stand up.

"We just want to help" He said and rolled his eyes.

Blacky tried to shove Mouse to make her leave, but her leg gave out and she fell to the ground with a thud.

Finkin blinked at the mare in surprise, noticing the hurt one had called her Mouse. Finkin kinda grinned at the name, it suiting her.

Mouse frowned at Blackie, ignoring the two males. She crossed her arms, huffing at her.

(Bumpeh)

(Bump)

"Looks like the one is hurt pretty bad" He said as he stamped his hoof, noticing the rearing mare, "Well then" He huffed, his ears flicking forward.

Blackie rolled her eyes toward Mouse and she turned her head, "Just great, Mouse seriously go, unless you want to turn out like me" The mare scoffed.

"No it's not..." Finkin said, horrified at the sight. He knew not all humans were good but the ones that were kind were very sad to see die off and such. Finkin however watched the smaller mare shook her head, seeming to be refusing something.

"No, I won't leave!" Mouse refused with a shake of her head. She however turned her head, noticing the stallions and humans. She snorted at them before rearing up at them slightly.

"Hmm" Bentley said as he watched, still pulling the wagon, watching the mare that was on the ground struggle to stand, "Maybe this wasnt what we thought" He murmured, seeing dead humans and two dead draft centuars.

Blackie got herself to stand after failing a few times, "Mouse, you need to listen for once and go" The mare hissed in pain as she took a step, nearly falling to the ground again.

"Eh, shut up. You don't know what happened so just shut it." Finkin said, slightly joking. He glanced around as the walked into the smoke, then noticing the mares talking to each other. "Hey, I can tell one is older than the other, thats for sure."

"No, I won't leave you." She stamped her hoof stubbornly, ears flattening as she did. Mouse was a loyal friend but at times slightly to loyal. She would stay with a friend till death, which she had done before and didn't want to go through that again.

"I can hear a couple mares by the sound of it" The draft spoke, looking around and still walking to the smoke, "Maybe a caravan got too big of a fire or something" He snickered softly, his tail swishing.

"Mouse go! They did something to me leg and I cant go very fast like before, I'll find you when I can" She said softly, rolling onto her stomach.

"Guess so." Finkin said, ears perking up in excitement. He was accutaly interested at what had happened over there, he almost wanting to take off running, however he walked calmly, his painted flank shifting around slight as he walked forth.

Mouse shook her head, eyes wide with fear. "No Blackie, I'm not leaving you. We've been through to much stuff together." At that, she bent down, wantig the mare to grab her shoulders so she could help her up.

Bentley snorted as he was turned toward the smoke, "Looks like we're checking it out" He said and his ears flicked, the large draft stallion was a chestnut with two white socks on his front feathered legs.

Blackie winced and coughed, she had been burnt heavily and had a large gash on her flank, "Mouse... Run.. Before they come back and do who knows what else" The mare spoke and looked to her friend.

Finkin looked towards the smoke which Bentley had pointed out, his dark brown tail flicking slightly as he walked beside the slightly bigger stallion. "That is interesting.." He agreed, wondering if they would check it out. He looked back forward once more, wanting to focus on walking so he didn't fall like the last time.

Mouse, who name matched the small mare perfectly, scrambled over to Blackie, her hooves pounding the ground as she huffed loudly. The large gash she managed to get being a big burdened on her but she was determined to help the fellow mare. Moving her head slightly so her light brown almost blonde hair got out of her face as she got over to her friend.

(K)

(Lol explain it like that and I got it :3

(Ok ok, what I had thought when I put up my post was the males were in the same group and either one female is at the burning wagon and one at the farm or both at the wagon)

(In the groups! We still have one male and female but the same gender in the different RP places.

(I thought we said one male one female each?)

(Wait, so one is two male and one is two female, right?

Bentley snorted and huffed as he pulled the cart, beginning to walk home to the farm with the group, watching the boss ride his centuar and a stable hand was holding the large draft stallion's reins, draft harnesses had a metal pipe fitted to the stallion with reins on the shoulders to lead said horse. Bently turned his head as he saw smoke, "Weird" He spoke to the other centuar of the group.

A traveling group had gotten attacked and everything set on fire, they had two mare centuars that had gotten injured, Blackie was one of the two, she was a pure black mare with black hair and tail, also one white sock on her front left leg, she reared and yelled, her hooves falling out from under her and she fell to the ground.