Willow neighed, her mother had been caught, Willow was born here. Her mother died in an accident while they were training her mother for war. Willow was growing into a fine war horse, one month away from being an adult. Talon looked at Willow and got on her back. "Willow lets go to the fields to get some horses to move to another area were they won't get captured. Lets bring them to the resistance."