Not Like This

The band had been stuck in stasis for the better part of a season. Thanks to the crisis with Duchess and her lost puppies, Indigo had become a shell of his former self. He no longer held his head up with confidence nor smiled with the warmth and love that had brought this group of misfits together in the first place. So when their fearless leader fell into a depressed squalor, they were faced with a choice: disband and go their separate ways or stick together and push on. There was no choice in Emersyn's mind. While Indigo continued to exist as a specter of himself, she would take the reins. The band would not dissolve on her watch, not so long as she had a say.

The band had wandered aimlessly northward from the southern continent following Duchess' tragedy until they reached the edge of the great battlefield. Indigo had taken them here with no objective in mind, no goal and no clear path for them. Emersyn's duo-toned eyes narrowed. She'd had enough of this. Taking a stand, Em raised her muzzle to the sky and gave a call for the wayward band to gather. She would take lead of their family in Indigo's stead. Should any of them have any issues with her claim, now would be their chance to voice them and stake their claim.

"Emersyn"