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         The morning had been a good one; calm, easy, normal. Nothing was out of the ordinary as the two horses strode through the plains. However, that was until the scent of another horse made it’s way to them. Sparrowhawk raised his head, nostrils flaring as he smelled the air. It was definitely a horse, but...something was off. It made the hair on his back stand up and an uneasy feeling creep into his gut.

”Maybe there’s a horse traveling with another animal.” Skylark sounded beside him.

”Maybe…” He responded, trailing off in thought. He highly doubted it though. He had smelled a lot of animals in his young life; elk, deer, hare, even cougars and coyotes. But this didn’t smell like any of those things. Not even any bird he’d ever smelled, either. The two watched in the direction of the smell, but something told Sparrow that it might be time to leave.

As he was about to voice his thoughts of fleeing, the horse crested the hill they had their eyes on. It was a bay, a gelding. But that wasn’t what Sparrow chose to focus on just then. Something was on the bay’s back. Something he’d never seen before. A creature gripped it’s back, clanking and clicking as they galloped toward them. Suddenly, a rope whipped out over the bay’s head, being held by the creature on it’s back. He swung it around in a circle. The bay horse seemed oblivious to what was happening on it’s back, but Sparrow and Sky both knew something was very wrong.

”RUN!” Sparrow hollered.

Immediately, they turned and ran the other way, away from the strange threatening creature on the bay’s back. It gained on them, faster than Sparrow anticipated. But when he turned to look forward, two more horses with creatures on their backs appeared beside them. They were flanked from all sides, each with their own rope, swinging it above their heads. But they didn’t throw the ropes, only swung them around. That was when Sparrow realized they weren't trying to hurt them, only lead them somewhere. That didn’t stop Sparrow from trying to get away though. He tried to zig zag and lead Skylark away from them, but it was no use. The horses were just as quick and sometimes even anticipated his jerky movements.

Before he knew it, the trio of creature-carrying horses had pushed Sparrowhawk and Skylark into a big pen of some kind. Sparrow heard a loud clang and he spun around, in time to see a gate being shut behind him. Now not being chased by other horses with strange mounts, Sparrowhawk and Skylark had a minute to gain their bearings. Thankfully, they were still together in a small, square pen of sorts. The fences were cold to the touch and too high for them to jump over. They could hardly look over the tops, and they could only see through the very top and very bottom.

”Where are we?” Skylark whispered, her eyes and ears darting this way and that. She huddled close to the champagne stallion. It took a moment for him to answer. He was still high on adrenaline, and waiting for something else to pop out. He didn’t understand what was happening anymore than Skylark did; all he knew was that everything was dangerous and a threat to him.

”I don’t know.” He said quickly, nostrils flaring. He was taking in so many smells, it was almost too overwhelming for his senses. More horses, so many more horses, and more of that strange smell, like the one that was on the bay’s back. They were everywhere, completely surrounding them.

”You two okay in there?” A voice called suddenly. It caused the two frightened horses to jump and snap their heads in the direction of the voice. It was the bay horse, the strange creature was still on it’s back. They were standing outside of the pen, the creature was staring in at them, leaning one of it’s arms on the fence. It was saying something, but they couldn’t understand a word.

”Sorry about that back there. I get pretty focused on roundups.” The bay continued.

”W-what?” Sparrowhawk croaked out. What was a roundup? What were those things? He had so many questions. Skylark was silent beside him, her eyes glued to the creature on the bay’s back. Normally, she was very strong willed, but in this moment, she was terrified of whatever those things were.

”It’s okay, you guys can relax, I promise. My people won’t hurt you. They just want to help.” The bay reassured them, trying to explain. Before Sparrow could get another word out, the creature clicked it’s tongue and the bay walked away, off to whatever was outside of the pen, leaving Sparrow and Sky alone. The two looked at each other, frightened and confusion mirroring in one anothers eyes. How were they going to get out of this mess?

       word count: 824

Stallion: Sparrowhawk(#111)

In response to: Humans Capture

Art features: Sparrowhawk(#111) & Mare 324
Story features: Sparrowhawk(#111) & Mare 324
Word Count: 824

Aging:
Healing:
Pregnancy:
Captured: 1/3

Items Used:

Other notes:

short story is short woops sorry not sorry

i didn't feel very motivated with the story this round because them being captured was sort of not really in my storyline for them XD but i was able to fit it in, and it'll make sense in part two! but for now, apologies on the poopoo story 8')

Reference for Sky and Sparrow > www.sciencesource.com/Doc/TR1_…

Reference for the lasso boi > c8.alamy.com/comp/B9EXKN/cowbo…

All art & Character © MatrixPotato

Description

Sparrowhawk | Tracker

◄ PREVIOUS: It's Alright |    NEXT: Gentle Hands Part 2 ►

         The morning had been a good one; calm, easy, normal. Nothing was out of the ordinary as the two horses strode through the plains. However, that was until the scent of another horse made it’s way to them. Sparrowhawk raised his head, nostrils flaring as he smelled the air. It was definitely a horse, but...something was off. It made the hair on his back stand up and an uneasy feeling creep into his gut.

”Maybe there’s a horse traveling with another animal.” Skylark sounded beside him.

”Maybe…” He responded, trailing off in thought. He highly doubted it though. He had smelled a lot of animals in his young life; elk, deer, hare, even cougars and coyotes. But this didn’t smell like any of those things. Not even any bird he’d ever smelled, either. The two watched in the direction of the smell, but something told Sparrow that it might be time to leave.

As he was about to voice his thoughts of fleeing, the horse crested the hill they had their eyes on. It was a bay, a gelding. But that wasn’t what Sparrow chose to focus on just then. Something was on the bay’s back. Something he’d never seen before. A creature gripped it’s back, clanking and clicking as they galloped toward them. Suddenly, a rope whipped out over the bay’s head, being held by the creature on it’s back. He swung it around in a circle. The bay horse seemed oblivious to what was happening on it’s back, but Sparrow and Sky both knew something was very wrong.

”RUN!” Sparrow hollered.

Immediately, they turned and ran the other way, away from the strange threatening creature on the bay’s back. It gained on them, faster than Sparrow anticipated. But when he turned to look forward, two more horses with creatures on their backs appeared beside them. They were flanked from all sides, each with their own rope, swinging it above their heads. But they didn’t throw the ropes, only swung them around. That was when Sparrow realized they weren't trying to hurt them, only lead them somewhere. That didn’t stop Sparrow from trying to get away though. He tried to zig zag and lead Skylark away from them, but it was no use. The horses were just as quick and sometimes even anticipated his jerky movements.

Before he knew it, the trio of creature-carrying horses had pushed Sparrowhawk and Skylark into a big pen of some kind. Sparrow heard a loud clang and he spun around, in time to see a gate being shut behind him. Now not being chased by other horses with strange mounts, Sparrowhawk and Skylark had a minute to gain their bearings. Thankfully, they were still together in a small, square pen of sorts. The fences were cold to the touch and too high for them to jump over. They could hardly look over the tops, and they could only see through the very top and very bottom.

”Where are we?” Skylark whispered, her eyes and ears darting this way and that. She huddled close to the champagne stallion. It took a moment for him to answer. He was still high on adrenaline, and waiting for something else to pop out. He didn’t understand what was happening anymore than Skylark did; all he knew was that everything was dangerous and a threat to him.

”I don’t know.” He said quickly, nostrils flaring. He was taking in so many smells, it was almost too overwhelming for his senses. More horses, so many more horses, and more of that strange smell, like the one that was on the bay’s back. They were everywhere, completely surrounding them.

”You two okay in there?” A voice called suddenly. It caused the two frightened horses to jump and snap their heads in the direction of the voice. It was the bay horse, the strange creature was still on it’s back. They were standing outside of the pen, the creature was staring in at them, leaning one of it’s arms on the fence. It was saying something, but they couldn’t understand a word.

”Sorry about that back there. I get pretty focused on roundups.” The bay continued.

”W-what?” Sparrowhawk croaked out. What was a roundup? What were those things? He had so many questions. Skylark was silent beside him, her eyes glued to the creature on the bay’s back. Normally, she was very strong willed, but in this moment, she was terrified of whatever those things were.

”It’s okay, you guys can relax, I promise. My people won’t hurt you. They just want to help.” The bay reassured them, trying to explain. Before Sparrow could get another word out, the creature clicked it’s tongue and the bay walked away, off to whatever was outside of the pen, leaving Sparrow and Sky alone. The two looked at each other, frightened and confusion mirroring in one anothers eyes. How were they going to get out of this mess?

       word count: 824

Stallion: Sparrowhawk(#111)

In response to: Humans Capture

Art features: Sparrowhawk(#111) & Mare 324
Story features: Sparrowhawk(#111) & Mare 324
Word Count: 824

Aging:
Healing:
Pregnancy:
Captured: 1/3

Items Used:

Other notes:

short story is short woops sorry not sorry

i didn't feel very motivated with the story this round because them being captured was sort of not really in my storyline for them XD but i was able to fit it in, and it'll make sense in part two! but for now, apologies on the poopoo story 8')

Reference for Sky and Sparrow > www.sciencesource.com/Doc/TR1_…

Reference for the lasso boi > c8.alamy.com/comp/B9EXKN/cowbo…

All art & Character © MatrixPotato