Syrcaid
[Ya! This is fine! Sorry about these last few days, they got busy real fast for no reason!]
Oh this night couldn't get any worse. She stomp one of her hooves hard against the ground as her eyes scanned the bushes for any green or blue feathers, while her ears twitched at any little rustle of leaves.
First bad decision of the night had been deciding to watch movie while babying along one of her experimental beer batches. She had been so immobilizing scared that her pot had boiled over, running the entire thing.
The second had been to tell Evasies it could eat it. Because of course that blob would think knocking the giant pot over easier then actually crawling into it! The noise had startled her into screaming, which scared the lights out her chicken,
And the final mistake of the night had been done months prior when she installed a pet door on her door.
Now here she was, walking in the park in the middle of the night looking for a chicken. If this didn't read horror movie plot, then she would eat her brother's hat.
Nightvine was out in the park, mapping various forms of fungi growing in the wild onto a spiral bound logbook. He had taken to treating his night exploration, after a lot of advice from his new friends, as though he was on long hikes in a city setting. Nightvine felt that one day, when he knew enough about survival, that he'd explore the woods at night but for now he'd stick to small spots that were easy to return home from. 
