Oh? Twilight questioned, but then her attention was drawn back to the tension that seemed to grow between the wolf and the stallion. Foxtrot had rose to two legs, reaching his full height so the stallion could no longer look down at him. His hands balled into fists, a sight not gone unnoticed by all who were in attendance. Twilight found herself biting her lip as for a moment in time she truly believed there would be a repeat of last night only this time she would be there to witness it.
 
Go on! Applebloom ordered as she nudged her older brother. Say yer sorry.
 
Yeah, Scootaloo piped in, Say youre sorry!
 
Im a getting there, Big Mac snorted back at the fillies pestering him before turning his attention back to the wolf. There was an uneasy silence that pervaded the area as the stallion eyed him. He deftly motioned with his injured leg to Foxtrots bandaged torso.Yalright? he spoke.
 
Ill managed, the Foxtrot responded. Hows your leg?
 
Stings a might, Macintosh answered.