Escaping

Dustheart trotted up to a sap collecter and tore it off of the tree, sap pouring out. She held it at the ready, about to bang the metal together whenever the timber wolves broke through Frangi's vines. "I'm not even sure what they do if they catch you, but let's not take the chances." Dustheart said, shaking the last of the sap off of the collecter so it wouldn't muffle the noise any.

"Hmm." Frangi trotted to the next tree and gently took the sap collecter, touching her horn to the trunk to mend the hole left by the device. "I thought Whitetail Wood was within pony control? the wolves will wander this far from Everfree Forest? Most curious, considering we have left their territory." she stared at the tree she had mended for a moment. "He believes they are still coming, despite the danger to themselves. He thinks something is wrong."

"I think they'll come, you know that pony I was talking about that used pots and pans to scare them away? She ran to her home and they still followed." Dustheart said, looking at the tree which "believes they are still coming" and "thinks something is wrong". "Since we're going to be waiting for the wolves to come, might as well get to know eachother. I love to talk about cutie marks, seeing as I'm a cutie mark specialist. I'd like to know about yours more." Dustheart said, looking at the mare's flank.

"Very well." Frangi smiled and looked to her flank. "My name, in the language of the country I may or may not have been born in, means 'Plumeria'. You have probably noticed, but I have a great affinity for plant life and its related magic. My mother was an earth pony herbalist, my father a unicorn of significant skill with nature magic. We used to travel the world, them and I. Every day on the road was an adventure. Some were good, some were bad, some were dangerous..." a hint of a frown played across Frangi's face for a split second before dissolving into her once again blank stare. "I got my cutie mark when I used magic to convince a withered plumeria tree bloom out of season..." Frangi trailed off. She did not want to reveal the hidden meaning behind her cutie mark. She had only done so a handful of times, and the only ponies who had believed her, or at the very least did not avoid her afterwards, were her own parents. "Since then, I have been an herbalist and student of nature like my parents before me." she said instead, quietly. It wasn't a lie at all, really. Just a slight omission.

Dustheart looked to her own flank and frowned. "I suppose since you have shared with me your story I am obligated to share mine. When I was a filly I never had any crushes on colts like all my friends, and of course it was totally normal, I just wasn't the type to have crushes, right? Well once every single filly in my class was in love with one colt, except me. I thought that was strange, but then again I never loved anypony except my family so I wasn't too fazed. After class it was revealed the colt was using a temporal love spell. I got my cutie mark right as I was told that, and found out I'm unable to love romantically." Dustheart said, hearing a howl and looking over to see that one wolf was coming. "They've broken through." Dustheart said, pointing a hoof at the first wolf and readying her sap collector.