Dusty stood up and walked around the camp real quick. He cracked his neck and started sprinting between the trees, weaving back and forth, jumping on rocks and racing under fallen trees. "Ah got to exercise even if were out here!" Dusty called out to his friends.
Faux giggled and let out her wings, she flapped them a few times and lifted into the air just inches from the ground. She rose higher till she had a clear view of the forest. She did a quick scan then landed back down, "We should probably start heading out." Faux pulled back in her wings and pulled out the files.
Dark walked over to the rock from earlier, and sat on it, his eye color changing rapidly, and he slowly said,"faux, could you tell me where a book about bats is, if you have one."
Calla made her way back into camp with a full stomach. She trotted over to her pack who were now awake and said hello. *Hey Calla, when can we get going?* Kenya, the youngest of the pack inched towards Calla cautiously with her muzzle low in respect. "When the ponies head out." Calla ignored the groan of annoyance from Kenya and turned towards the others. "When are we heading out?" she asked.
Dusty nodded toward everybody and slowed his galloping. "Ah reckon if everypony is ready....and wolf." Dusty smiled toward Calla and her pack. "Ms. Calla, can you show us the way to the desert part of this forest."
Dark shook his head, to bring himself out of thought, gathered things from the poacher camp, & put them in his saddlebag,"let's get a move on."
Calla took point and moved through the thick green. They reached the desert part rather quickly and the scorching sun already made Calla pant. "Right here." She said, her pack stayed in the shade till needed and was ion joined by Calla.
Faux trotted behind while pulling out her notebook, "I don't have a book on me but I do have my notes which could probably be a book." she handed her notebook to Dark and showed him the page. Everything bats were written in neat notes around the page, from fruit bats to vampire bats.
Dark thoroughly looked through it and pointed at some notes titled, Steadfast Tube-nosed Fruit Bat, & said,"how about this one?"
"that one just recently came in, he had broken a wing but it's in the process of being healed, should be by now." Faux pulled out another book, a log of all the pets in her rescue center and she showed Dark the picture.
Dark took a gander at the photo then nodded, handed faux her other book back, & said," thank you for allowing me to get a pet, I've always wanted one, but there aren't many pet shops in Cloudsdale.", dark's eye was emanating a faint red light from his iris.
"I'm glad I can help! Its always a good feeling to help out a friend." Faux slipped her other book in her saddle bag.
Dusty looked upon the desert plain in front of him. The hot dry air wiping across his face. "Well this scorpion ain't gonna be finding itself." Dusty stepped into the desert plain, tilting his head so his hat blocked the sandy air.
Faux followed behind, but first pulled her man back into a messy bun. She hung her canteen around her neck and made sure it was full. "I hate heat.." she mumbled as she placed her aviators over her eyes.
Dark holds his right hoof over his eyes, & says,"I probably should've prepared for this.", his eye turning blackish-brown.
Faux peeked over her glasses, "I never leave without my glasses." She giggled then pulled out another pair and tossed towards Dark.
