DistractedGoldfish

With a great heaving breath Afastr led the way, keeping a good eye on his companions. Fresh faces didn't worry him, he saw them on several occasions, all the time really. But not all of them got along... he really hoped there wouldn't be any issues down the line, if so he hoped that maybe Hades would help? But the dark stallion seemed so calm, quiet. If anything arose he felt he himself would have to bang some heads together, something he wasn't exactly looming forward too if it did come to pass. Yigg stuck close, following along after the shining stag with interest. She had never seen anything like it in her entire lifetime, a curious sparkle in his gaze. She wondered if he was always shiny like that, perhaps he could turn it off an on... maybe even mine it around? She had so many questions but kept them to herself, glancing back briefly towards Zavrakavo before turning back forward. A strange merry band they were, she opened her mouth ro speak and ask a question but closed it

Afastr breathed out heavily, locking antlers with Eikthyrnir. The stag was strong, really really string but he didn't budge, he wouldn't budge. Strangely enough he had a lot to prove especially being coaxed in by the older stag. How did he end up agreeing? He wasn't too sure. But here he was, maybe he entered to prove himself? He wasn't exactly sure on that one. Whatever it was didn't matter. The humid air sapped his strength, the mucky wet marsh clung to his legs and even made it hard to move. This really was a teat of his strength. Eikthyrnir glanced to the side, catching a glimpse of Afastr's dark horse friend by the stones surrounding them. He pushed back against the shining stag, using all he had to force him backwards. He may not have had the physical advantage over Afastr, but he had the field advantage. He knew these swamps, he knew the whole land truthfully. "Put your back into it!" He barked, planting his hooves in the thick muck beneath them. They were fairly evenly

Iris allowed herself to breathe, taking big deep breaths to settle herself, settle her nerves. She couldn't believe what she was seeing... the world tree here in Yggdrasil... was dying. She didn't know much about this place but she was sure there was great significance, why? She wasn't sure. Why was the tree dying? Why were they stuck here feeling so useless? She had so many questions going on inside her head, she almost didn't know what to say. She glanced across at her companions before returning her gaze to the tree, poor old tree, Why was she suffering now. The dark stag watched her, waiting patiently as he did. "You have questions child?" Eikthyrnir finally asked, drawing her attention across to him. He didn't have all the answers but if Iris was wondering, if she was seeking answers then he'd try his best to give them to her. "I may not hold all that you seek but ask and I'll do my best. I can see a nervous curiosity in those eyes, take as much time as you need" he tried to

"This is a bad idea!" Nate trailed after his father, easily keeping up with the older man's longer strides. This was insane, just the thought alone put him on edge. "He's my horse, you can't just throw someone on him unexperienced. You can't just toss him in the chute either... can't you just-". He was cut off as Jim stopped, yarning to face him as he did, "He ain't gonna learn if he don't experience it junior. You're the one who wanted him in this profession, you're the one that has to suck it up. Go and get him, go on!" He shooed his son away, watching Nate huff. Right so it was his fault. Nate rubbed his neck, why was he so worried? Amon had been doing amazing this whole time, everything they threw at him but a rider? Hmm. He pursed his lips, grabbing the halter the moment a truck pulled in down the drive. Right, Boseman brothers. He sighed and headed through the barn, right to the back where Amon stood waiting, the stallion could tell something was up, his tail flicked and his

Nate wasn't even sure about this. He knew he had been trying, getting Amon to trust him, getting the stallion used to people, even leading and trailering him. But huge crowds? Well... he wasn't too sure on those yet. He would have to try though at the very least. He sighed as his father pulled the truck up, parking it amongst the other trailers. "Junior" Jin started slowly, "You've been quiet since we left home and that's not like you". The older man gave him a serious look, watching his son stare ahead of them, only turning once the truck was turned off. "I'm second guessing myself. After everything I've done and all the work we've put in, pretty sure he's going to go backwards instead of forward" Nate sighed and unbuckled his seatbelt. He knew he was being unreasonable, but he loved that damn horse more then he could say. He didn't know if his father understood or what, but he could see that raised brow, the creases around his father's eyes. "Yeah yeah 'just get him out of the

Bentley snorted, trailing after Alnaira. "You can't just convince a troll to let us past... he very clearly doesn't like us!" He tried hard to slow her roll but given how determined she seemed? Well... he didn't think he'd be able to stop her at all. "Honey please... I'd like to keep my limbs attached to my body! Just because you can soothe a fawn or help a blue bird fix its nest, doesn't mean you can make a troll like you. He's clearly very angry, he wasn't impressed when I came up here before" Alnaira simply snorted, "You!" She stated pointedly, "he doesn't like you. Doesn't matter regardless, we need to go this way, it's this way or we are simply stuck" she fixed him with a look that said 'Don't argue with me'. She couldn't just not try, it didn't matter if the troll liked them or not, so long as they could talk to him and convince him to let them past... she wasn't entirely certain but she was determined. She needed all the luck in the world if she was going right get them through