The Border.

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

The Sultan was pleased that she accepted his offer -- however her conditions worried him. She wasn't trained how to be a scout, soldier, spy, guard, medic; nothing. She could be intimidating - maybe even deadly - if he had a good suit of armor made for her, probably a suit with fangs and spikes, but she would need real training in the long run. That and she abandoned her pack, whether or not by choice, she hasn't shown strong loyalty to anyone, which is clear by the fact that she's completely scar-free, meaning she didn't even try to protect anyone. She could squeal under a Changling's knife and tell them everything... well not everything due to her language barriers...

Considering everything carefully, he nodded again, "I will allow you to pledge yourself to my pack: The Last Locust, and will allow you to be a member of my personal party from now on. You will never leave my side unattended if you accept. Do you accept these conditions, and will you pledge yourself a life-time member of the Last Locust?"

[Little Foot (R I.P)]

Little Foot nodded softly. The bat pony's tail swayed softly, she didn't really understand what he said that much but it sounded like something she'd say yes to. "Little Foot accept, Little Foot good with hunt, find many prey for old pack. Scent is hard for wolf to seek, but no Little Foot. Scent come easy to Little Foot. Little Foot find food because of scent." She said pointing to the crate and then the chariot. "Little Foot live for hunt, have many good hunt." She stated as she got up and shook her fur.

He was able to see her muscle, it was obvious that the mare before him was made to run. Her teeth, were considered sharper than the normal bat pony. Her hooves were slightly muscular, and if she ran, she would easily outlast him. He was also able to see her cutie mark, a wolf paw stained with blood. "Little Foot eldest member of old pack, but run like a young pup. Pack made of wolf tree. Easy to get old, Little Foot no wolf tree. Little Foot run faster than all of pack."

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

After hearing Pink explain her uses in broken-Equestrian, the Sultan felt more secure in offering her a minor spot in his company. The Last Locust are by far the most important thing to him - it's his baby - and he has made it what it is by recruiting ponies with potential, like this strange one ahead of him.

"Good, good. Three-hundred ponies means a lot of food has to be on the table. You'll fit in just fine with my men. There are mares in the Last Locust as well, and special ones just like you. Do not fret." the Sultan says, looking to the crate then opening it. With the medical supplies, there was an emergency blanket with the Last Locust symbol, matching hoof-warmers, and a black cap. He took the cap out, stretched it, and put it on her head.

On the front of the cap was a green locust, with a matching green circle around it, and at the base were the letters 'L L'.

"Welcome to my pack." the Sultan says with an old, broken grin. He surely didn't have all his teeth; too many ponies punched his face, bashed the butt of a sword against it, or slammed it into something. He certainly wasn't a pretty stallion, but he had a charm about him.

[Little Foot (R I.P)]

Little Foot scrunched her muzzle when he placed the cap on her. She whined softly as if she doesn't want it on. It was a whole new thing to her...wearing hats. Bat ponies with hats don't seemingly mix with her. Her mane covered her eyes and she couldn't see that well. She shook her head a few times to see if it'll fix it herself. She kept whining until her mane fixed itself. Little Foot fell down and growled as she used her hind leg to scratch the cap right off of her head. She panted and looked at the cap, seemingly in a state of panic. "Little Foot no see. Little Foot need see." The bat mare said as she panted. Soon she took the cap and placed it on her tail where ponies can see and it wouldn't be a problem for her.

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

Seeing Little Foot fumble around and throw a fuss over the hat made the Sultan chuckle a little. It reminded him of when he was a young colt and put socks on the neighborhood cats. Gods did he miss Saddle Arabia, all the animals here in Equestria were savage and deadly. Sure, there were more scorpions and tarantulas in the deserts, though they both made very excellent pets as well!

The Sultan nodded at Little Foot's compromise with the hat situation and glanced back at the chariot. He didn't want to leave the men he sent out, however staying here was a danger. The Sultan never trusted the new rulers, and if things didn't go south, they should have been back by now.

Couching down and looking at Little Foot, the Sultan said: "Listen, Little Foot, can you fly?"

[Little Foot (R I.P)]

Little Foot tilted her head slightly. "F...fly?" She asked raising a brow. Her bat wings opened up and her scars were easily seen. Her wings had bite marks, rips and tears. It wasn't the best looking bat wings in Equestria, but when she flapped them she flew up a bit then landed on the ground. It easily answered his question if she can fly. All though, what little he did know was that she was afraid of not having her hooves on the ground. The bat pony looked straight up at him as her ears perk up and her tail swayed slightly. "Fly little." She told him. "Like having paws on earth." She said as she tapped the ground twice for him to get the point.

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

(Terribly sorry for the wait.)

It was impressive how she could still catch wind with those torn up wings. The Sultan always thought wings were invaluable in battle; being able to impale or slash someone at high speeds would do an incredible amount of damage, not to mention being a much harder moving target in the air. These things, however, were not top priority for the Sultan. He needed to make a decision: Leave or stay.

It wasn't a hard one, considering the Sultan has a strict 'No Pony Left Behind' policy enacted. It would be hypocritical if he left his Earth Stallion comrade without transport or support. He looked to Little Foot and nodded. He whistled again and the Sultan's group returned again.

The Sultan needed the heavy infantry pony here with him in case things got violent. His pegasus flyers were strong, and could certainly fly him, the Earth Pony, and the griffon back safely. The Sultan pointed to a midnight blue pegasus with long black hair tied back into a ponytail.

"You, comrade, escort our newest member back to the Den safely and unharmed. I'll wait here with the rest for our envoys to return." the Sultan orders, and the pegasus salutes in response.

The pegasus lands and trots over to Little Foot, "You can fly, right, miss?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. The Sultan looks to him and shakes his head, which makes the pagasus sigh.

"Alright then. We trot. We'll be taking the normal route, if you take off be sure to pick us up, Sultan." the pegasus says, and to that the Sultan nods. "Are you ready to go?" the pegasus asks Little Foot.

[Little Foot (R I.P)]

(Lol I thought you died bruh. XD)
Little Foot looked over to the midnight blue stallion and her ears perked up in confusion. She nodded and gave off a sheepish grin. All though when they spoke she heard the word 'trot' she instantly remembered that it was 'walk' and nodded softly. Little Foot had no idea where they was going to go. All though she couldn't complain. It seemed that the alpha wanted her to go back to their den so it was a easy thing for her. All though how long may depend. Little Foot can easily go a few days without rest just walking around. Her pegasus packmate on the other hand, she doesn't know. "Yes." She simply said as looked at him. "Lead way, Little Foot follow."

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

(Kept ya waiting, huh? >w< I've always wanted to say that~)

The Sultan chuckled and sat in the chariot, smoking his cigar. He was sure that the pegasus could get Little Foot back to the Den; a small party moved fast, and he's had a large team of scouts map out most of Equestria for the best routes long ago. With the head start they're getting, Little Foot and the flyer should reach the Den ahead of them.

The flyer took one last glance at the Sultan before he started to trot, moving quickly in his light, form-fitting leather armor. He had a utility belt full of rations, bolts, a pair of binoculars, and a sheath for his dagger. He assumed Little Foot was following, and didn't bother to look back.

"We're taking the quick route. Through Ponyville, cut through the Everfree and past those old ruins, make a small stop at Dodge City and then we're home. Quick trip. We'll be having Annie's home-made soup before you can say 'Appaloosa'." the pegasus said with a grin; thinking of a warm meal made him substantially happier.

[Little Foot (R I.P)]

(XD)
Little Foot nods softly as she followed him. The bat pony unsure of what he said. All she knew that they was going through the hoof creature place, the old territories and the forbidden places. Little Foot was kind of worried at the fact they would start to lack forests, but the bat pony couldn't complain. Maybe they was heading to a new territory? She knew that the forbidden lands had good territory, but the forbidden lands was well...forbidden to go to. "Soup? What is 'soup'?" She asked him as she rose a brow.

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

"Soup. It's boiled vegetables, meat, stew, all sorts of good things in a broth! It's always warm and delicious. Sometimes all I need is a good soup, then I can fly for hours at a time." the Pegasus boasts, his stomach growling slightly. He looked around as he trotted at an even pace.

"We may have to stop at Ponyville to grab some food... I did just fly from the Den to here. Trotting takes more energy than flying in a group, honestly... you'll like Annie, she's a good cook. Used to work here in Canterlot before going to the front-lines with her family. Tough old broad Annie is." the Pegasus rambles.

[Little Foot (R I.P)]

Little Foot nodded softly. She licked her lips when he said meat. Since that's what Little Foot mostly eats. All though, she had the nerve to ask if ponies eat each other...mostly to find out if it was okay to eat her enemies of course. Little Foot wouldn't hurt a pack member unless they attacked her first.

Nonetheless, her ears perked up as she heard him speak about Ponyville. The hoof creature town that was near her old home! She could be with her pack again! She was excited. Little Foot allowed a grunt of pleasure, quickly forcing the pegasus to trot faster.

(OOC: Feel free to exit after this. XD I don't know where to go so. >W<)

[The Old Steed (R.I.P)]

The pegasus gave a long sigh, then nods, "Yup! Off we go." he humms to Little Foot, glancing back at her, then trotting down the path carefully.

[Exit Little Foot & Pegasus]