I am so sorry that it took this long to get this chapter up. My dad has been on the computer a lot. But I have good news. I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico! Kidding. I don't have a car (yet) My dad said that I'm going to get a little more time on the computer for a while so I can update sooner!
Disclaimer: If I owned the Teen Titans I would tell you.
They were at a dead end. The hoof tracks seemed to fade. They had traveled for hours following the path hat the herd had taken, and now they were in a spot with high winds. The wind seemed to have picked up the dirt, and the tracks faded. Beast Boy could tell that his leader was pissed.
Robin extended his muzzle to the dirt. The features on his face told all he was unhappy. They had kept from mentioning Starfire, for fear he may get angry and do something to them.
Of course they were his friends and they knew it was all out of grief. It was completely transparent to all of them that Robin liked Starfire more than just a friend. Beast Boy was suddenly thankful that Raven was still asleep when the stallion attacked, and he hadn't seen her.
Suddenly up ahead Robin snorted in frustration. He glared at the ground. Yep. The trail was lost. In fact, they were somewhat lost too. They had never been here before.
Beast Boy opened his mouth to say something, but heard a noise behind him. His ear flicked, and Raven noticed it.
"I hear something." He told her.
She snorted. "It had better not be another snake."
Beast Boy shook his head. It didn't sound like a snake. More like a scraping. Something with paws was moving around. Then it spoke.
"So, there are more, eh? Stragglers from the herd?" All of the horses turned, but saw nothing. Then something grabbed Beast Boy's leg. "I'm down here!" It spoke.
Beast Boy looked down and saw the strangest thing. A rabbit. It seemed a little unnerved that they didn't notice him at first.
"How's come ya'll are late?" It asked. Beast Boy was confused.
"Late? For what?"
The rabbit grew wide eyed. "Oh…you mustn't be in that herd then. Never mind. Sorry to bother you." The rabbit turned his tail to the air and began to hop away, when a big black hoof was placed in his path.
"What herd?" growled Robin. The rabbit knew something. However it started laughing.
"Being rude are we? That's no way to get something you want." It began to hop away again, but Robin wasn't intent on letting him go.
"Look," spat the black horse," One of my friends was taken by a stallion. Tell me now, have you seen a herd or not?" Most small mammals by then would have said what they knew, but the rabbit was a little dense.
"Taken by a stallion were they? Well you should have attacked him to protect your friend then! What kind of friend wouldn't do anything to help? I'd say you aren't much of a frie-"
The rabbit was stopped as he was kicked out of the way by Raven. What the bunny hadn't seen was that he had angered the black horse further, and Robin had lunged at him. Currently he was being held back by Beast Boy and Cyborg, which wasn't an easy task.
The rabbit looked up at Raven. "Why, I didn't notice a lady in the group. Most apologies miss, and thanks a plenty for helping me from that monster and his rowdy group of friends." He indicated to the three boys. "Is there anything I can do for ya?"
Raven stared down at the little bunny. "Can you tell us about the herd you saw?"
The rabbit hopped up and brushed the dust off of him. "Why certainly! Anything for a pretty young lady! The herd had a stallion I think, and he was white. Oh! And there was a beautiful red mare, with the oddest green eyes in the center. Didn't seem too happy to be there. Of course, she wasn't as pretty as you."
Beast Boy snorted in disgust. That rabbit is crazy if he thinks he has any chance with Raven, he thought. Wait where did that come from?
"So tell us where they went already! "snarled Robin from behind Cyborg. The rabbit simply waved his hand in the air.
"I'm not gonna talk to you with that kind of attitude. And where are your manners? That's no way to talk in front of a woman." He turned back to Raven. "I swear, Stallions these days. They have no respect for girls. Is there anything else you need?"
"Can you tell me which way they went?"
The rabbit bowed. "I'd be glad to. They went roughly about that direction." He pointed to a spot in the mountains where some red rocks were building up. "Heard some mare fretting about how hard the Mountain Fall Pass would be on her foal."
Raven nodded. "Thanks."
"Anytime, "then the rabbit began to whisper, "Are you sure you're ok with these men? I mean you might be more respected by this friend of mine who's a horse like you, but he-"
"Okay, that's very nice, thanks but we have to go now bye!" Beast Boy had come up and was now urging Raven away. Raven snorted at Beast Boy, and turned back to the rabbit.
"Bye," she called.
The rabbit waved. "If you need me again, just ask around for Skip! You'll find me soon." He then hopped off, and soon went into his warren.
Raven was staring curiously at Beast Boy. He noticed and his ears pricked towards her. "What?" he asked.
Raven shook her mane, and then responded. "Why did you do that?"
"Do what?"
Raven snorted. "You seemed to want to leave quickly."
"Well…..err….That rabbit was annoying." Beast Boy stammered.
"So now you can't stand somebody who acts like you?"
Beast Boy was confused, "What do you mean……Hey! I'm not annoying….sometimes."
Raven rolled her eyes. "I'll never understand you Beast Boy," The green horse snorted. Suddenly there was a neigh up ahead. He looked and saw that Robin was picking up the pace.
They caught up and saw that there were hoof tracks on the ground again, and it was less windy here. The rabbit was right after all. The tracks were spread out; it looked as if Inameron's herd was still running.
After traveling for a few hours, the terrain began to change. There was tan grass up to the group's knees. They had to dip their heads in the plant to see the tracks. Soon they reached a problem. A huge problem.
Up ahead was a canyon. The tracks seemed to split up in two directions, one staying above, and one going under.
Robin snorted. "We're going to have to split up." Everyone stared at him wide eyed.
Raven stepped forward. "Robin we can't do that. We don't know where we are."
"How would we find each other again? What about the stallions?" Beast Boy asked. He cast a worried glance at Raven, but she didn't notice.
Cyborg snorted. "Robin I agree with BB and Raven. This isn't such a good idea."
Robin shook his head, causing his mane to fall over his eyes. "We have to find Starfire, and we can't take both paths. We need to split up."
Beast Boy looked at the ground. The two paths seemed to lead off into fog and uncertainty. Every horse instinct screamed to stay with the herd, the herd was safety. But he wasn't a horse. He was Beast Boy. Using his human knowledge he decided to think.
If a girl that he liked more than a friend was taken by a stallion, and there were two paths what would he do? What would he do if he were in Robin's shoes?
Then, as if to clear the confusion, a big gust of wind blew. The grass parted, half pointing above the canyon, and half into it. A strand of hair from Beast Boy's mane and Raven's blew off, and intertwined. They landed above the canyon. A strand of Robin's and Cyborg's both blew into the canyon.
The wind stopped and everything was silent. It seemed clear now what was to be done.
Robin cleared his throat. "It's settled then. Raven and Beast Boy will take the upper path, and Cyborg and I will take the lower."
Cyborg snorted. "Well then when we're done, how are we going to find each other again?"
Raven pointed her nose to the sky, and another breeze blew. The hairs on the ground lifted up and twirled together. They knew how to find each other. The horses split off into the two directions after wishing good luck. They would find themselves again. The wind was watching over them.
If anybody doesn't get the whole "wind" thing, I can explain it a bit more. Also I put one of a horse's main instincts in here, "the herd is safety". Most likely I'll mention it again. Please Review.