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    Rayla finally stopped fighting as she was tied to a post. A man in a vest walked from a small area with a fire. The other men and him conversed for a few seconds before he turned to Rayla, grabbing a pair of big knife looking things ( scissors ) and walked toward her. She tried to bak away, but the ropes had her tied well so she couldn't run off.

    The men who had Silver let him free in a corral with tall fences, along with five or six other horses.

    The man with the scissors started to cut Rayla's mane. She moved around, trying to get away to no avail. Once her mane was gone, the man approached with a iron thing with the end set hot. The end resembled the letters 'U.S.'

    Silver smiled. "Times up." He ran forward at the feance, reaching the speeds as fast as he could. "I got to make it, I CAN DO THIS!"

    Just as the man was about to touch the hot iron to her side, Rayla bucked up, hitting him with a front hoof, and snapping the ropes in the process. With a rough leap forward, she started running, a rope hanging around her neck. She looked around, hoping to find Silver soon.

    Silver nearly made it over the fence, but he was still in one piece. "Come on Silver, pain for latter, leader is to find now!" He started to run. "Rayla! Where are you!"

    Rayla heard him and pricked her ears, running in his direction. "Silver! I'm over here!"she called. Now that her mane was cut, it looked like that of a war horse.

    Rayla nodded, running quickly. "This way!"she said, running in the direction of the river. "If we cross that, they might have some trouble finding us."

    Rayla nodded, charging toward the river. When she reached it, she gave a leap, sailing over the water to the other side. Skidding to a stop, she waited for Silver to come over, too.

    Silver tried to jump, but he still felt the sting from the fence when he tried to jump over it the time before. "I think I won't keep this up for much longer."

    ooc: Did he make it over... Or..?

    A young chestnut colored filly trotted along the river bank. She was very young and navive. She stopped to drink before tossing her beautiful marked head up and down. She snorted, hearing horses. She let out a small nicker, before walking slowly, towards the sound....

    "Rayla."she said, looking at Love. "What are you doing here? I mean, are you looking for a herd?"

    Rayla nodded. "Welcome to Braveherd, then. I am the leader."