Got The Blue Sky [P]

[Bangle Guffawri]

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Days seemed to be getting longer, yet time seemed to be running out. The coywolf had returned days ago empty handed, without him and Skye's son in tow. He had considered him lost, but could not imagine the horrors of what could happen to such a small pup in lands as big as 'Souls. Although the coywolf's traveling instinct was sharp, it wasn't good enough. And as disappointed in himself as he was, hell had no fury like a fiery-headed mother.

But they had to move on, though Bangle had considered going back out to search; if only to give Skye more time to herself and her two remaining children, and take time to cool from their heated argument. It seemed to follow Bangle everywhere, even as the bright sun bore down on him, like Skye's watchful eye upon the multicolored male. Today was the day of the round-up, and Bangle made his way towards the stables where Jack was tethered. The horse heard the clinking bracelets and other assortments from the coywolf and nickered, but Bangle said nothing as he prepared him. Had he not volunteered to help Evelyn and the funny-talking Rory, his mate would not have allowed him to take the spotted horse.

It did not take long before the coywolf arrived at the spot he was told to meet the pair at, and gave a very neutral greeting. This was supposed to be exciting, but the joy had gone out of the coywolf craftsman, and simply turned to focus on the task at hand. He dismounted Jack at a distance - he knew the presence or sounds of another horse would not scare the small herd the trio were scouting out. In fact, it might even help them capture a few, as ponies had a natural curiosity for other horses that were not a part of the herd. "So, what's th' plan?" He whispered, crouching down near Evelyn and peering through the brush.