TELL ME! asked inpatiently Whitefang as she saw her brother walk towards Tarla's den. No, get lost rolling his eyes BrownFang picked her by the scruff and pushed her aside. Whitefang ran back, smiling. You like her, don't you? teased her brother, doing a few "oh Tarlas" before he reached her den. Tarla, um can I speak to you for a minute, he spoke with a indifferent voic, with no suggestions of love. In other word, he likes you Taunted Whitefang at her brother, who snapped at his sister.

Tarla was half asleep when Brownfang and Whitefang arrived. She opened her eyes as her name was addressed, she lifted her head and saw that it was Brownfang. She got up stretching and gave a short yawn, then she came out to greet him and his sister. Not hearing Whitefang's remark she said ," why hello Brownfang, and hello Whitfange." she smiled kindly and was oblivious to what was going on. She looked at Brownfang with tinkling eyes waiting for his reply.

When Brownfang looked at Tarla, a strange sensation went through him, he had this sensation before; but this was different. His eyesglitter and shimmered as he looked into her eyes. Whitefang noticed this, opening her mouth. My brother has weird fantasies about you with that, Brownfang gagged her with her paw, carried to his den and ran back. Can we um.. talk alone.. for a second he slightly blushed as he lowered his head to her level.

Tarla stared eyes locked with Brownfang's, she instantly turned her head pretending to look at something else smiling. She then clearly heard Whitefang’s remark, she glanced at Brownfang as he gagged and took away his sister. While waiting there her smile widened, when Brownfang returned she drowned her smile down. As he asked her his question Tarla noticed him blushing she raised an eyebrow but sweetly answered," sure." She shuffled her talons feeling a bit flustered.

Well, everyone knows that I lead Yan Forest.. slightly umming and urring as he went. But I would like someone to be the lead... um mare This was his make or break time. He truley loved her with all his heart. Would.. you.. would you like to be lead mare. ... wow... i did it.. I really did it For a moment he gazed with fear in his eyes. He wanted her to be lead mare. Was this the offer she couldn'd refuse?

Tarla smile broke free from her controll, she felt this question coming. He wanted her to be lead mare, which is his . . . mate. She got the same feeling when she met her brother, exscept this time she wasn't going to faint. She also had butter flies in her stomach. She strangly though didn't feel at all held back when she answered ," Yes!" Her eyes twinkled as she anticipated his reaction.

.. she said.. yes... she said yes! YES!

Whitefang, was not stupid. She was listening all the time; she had manged to break free and climb on a low branch. Brownfang and Tarla.. sitting in a tree. K I SS I N G. First comes then comes marage then a cub in a carage! She poked her tounge out as she turned to see her brother overwhelmed at her response. Sneekly, she went into Saqui's den.

Wakie Wakie! pushing Saqui's sleeping body. I have some juicy gossip She pawed her trying to wake her up. She ran outside, and waited.

Saqui lifted an aching talon. She almost cried out, "Hey! As if it didn't hurt enough already!" but then heard what Whitefang had to say. She waddled, pain flowing through her body in each step, to where she was sitting. Saqui laid down beside the felin and let out a feeble squeak, weakened by pain.

"What is it?" The hippogryph asked, swiping her tongue over the worst foot. No doubt about it; they were infected, getting worse, and unless she found a proper medicinal member of the herd, they might be like this forever.

Come on, I'll tend to your wounds later. she said, turning back. Tarla and Brownfang are in love she made that 'love' word sound cheesy and gossiply enough. She bounded towards her brother, but stopping freatunaly to see where Saqui was. She looked bad enough with her wounds. But the only thing on her mind was the cheesy goodness of her brother's relationship with Tarla.

She was over come with joy, out of randomness she went over and gave Brownfang a small kiss on the cheek. She then Spotted Whitefang and Saqui ,"O hi, what are you doing here?" She blushed a bit, I hope they didn't see that .

KISS HER BACK BROWNFANG giggled Whitfang, rolling on the ground laughing so hard that she starting crying. .. *giggle* Whens.. the *giggle* baby due! This time, it was enough. Brownfang picked her up hardly and shoved her up a branch where she couldn't get down. She was still laughing heavily as he walked back with his head held high. He say down and smiled.. this was her queen now...

Saqui was staring in utter confusion when a clear voice echoed into her mind. It was Sacnite's; she had gained her former personality in joining StarHerd, and was now saying a humorous joke in Saqui's head.

"This scene may displease children. Viewer discretion advised." Saqui nearly burst out laughing, but stopped herself; it would seem that she was laughing at Brownfang and Tarla, not her mother's humor.

"MY HEAD!" she screamed in her mind, using the special way to talk within your head instead of aloud. Sacnite heard it, then Saqui instantly knew that she'd said the wrong thing.

"Or is it? We are as similar as an eagle egg and a hawk egg," Sacnite pointed out. All the living hippogryph did that was visible to everyone else was walk warily back to her den, but in her mind a crazed argument was passing.

Tarla sighed, great they did see. She shook her head pitifuly. Benture Was flying around near by when he heard somebody laughing their head off. As he got closer he recognized that a majority of the heard had gathered here. He then landed skidding infront of them all ,"Hey everyone what's up?" He looked around very ethusiasticly, but then he felt that something had happened with out him knowing. He looked around questionably.

Though Whitefang was smart, she'd picked up on her brother's joker antics. Well, I caught a bird, had a drink and saw Tarla kiss Brownfang... not much Still sitting on the tree she started tapping her claws annoyly but no one seemed to notice.

Urr.. nothing... just telling Tarla that hunting duty is on.. and did she want to come.. he lied, lowering his head as he turned to Tarla's confused brother.

Yeah right bro! You made her the lead mare! Spitting her tounge out

Did not!

Did!

Did not!

Did!

Did not!

Did!

Brownfang had lost his fight. I like your sister ok, she's the lead mare now with that he trotted and laid down in his turning his back on everyone.

"K . ..K. . . .kiss, Lead Mare? uh Tarla can I talk with you for a moment." Benture walked a few feet from everyone else and looked at Tarla waiting for her to come. Tarla followed and then as soon as she reached him she said," Benture, what is wrong with you? I thought you'd be at least happy for me."
" I didn't do anything! All I did was land and suddenly everyone is mad. What is going on?" Tarla sighed and told him about Brownfang's proposal. "I understand now . . " He gave a meloncholy expression but then perked up and smiled ," congrats Tarla, I really am happy for you." Tarla hugged Benture ,"thank you." She then pranced back to were the group was and went to Brownfang, " are you ok?".