The Sanctuary

It was the curse of the Outback! The brumby herd slowly, miserably drifted along the trail. Snap! The head stallion snorted. Snap! Snap! He smelt the air... Dingo's! "NEEEEIGH!!!" He called to his herd. He broke into a gallop, his family following suite. The dogs jumped at the stallion. Two of them missed. But the alpha and his beta gripped his back and face. Whinnying the herd on, he bucked and kicked like no tomorrow.

Meanwhile the other two Dingo's were chasing the panicked horses, they had nearly separated the pregnant Medika from her safety. but she knew the land. These dogs must be new to the area, so it was only right she showed them the sights, right?

Galloping away from the herd she headed for dart creek. The crocs should enjoy some dingo. She could jump most of it. the Dingo's were clueless. With a loud whine and crunch of the crocs jaw the corpse was dragged under. However the other was still on her trail. She decided to head into the gorge of death. It was rocky. It was tough. But she did it. And more importantly HE didn't. Able to finally rest she walked to what looked like a big red cave. She didn't realize this was a barn...