[IC] A Stolen Land

[DM Dougfan]

The grunting becomes steadily louder until you all see four dark shapes emerge steadily from the underbrush. They look at the larger horses as potential meals as their bloodshot eyes seem to glare into each of yours. The horses, for their parts, don't seem too fazed, bred and trained for war as they are.

[[Will update this when I can. Caring for a newborn takes a bit out of you if you've never done it consistently as I haven't.]]