"Engel! Haff an mit gårr!" Thenaquill shouted as she road in front of the ranks of her army, riding her white stag. Banners flutter as spears clank together and the sound of various paws padding on the ground fill the air as the army marched forward, moving together as if they all were the same Protogen "Thodel, auf rån pel a får!" Thenaquill road forward with her army past the trees of The Aldar Forests, the sacred border was crossed, now Thenaquill just needed to convince Iornpaw she was here to fix the ancient bounds that once held them together. After all, there is an even greater threat on the dark horizon