01-20-2016, 05:55 PM
Oh boy, he was an adventurer too! Skitz did a little spin and kick out of excitment, almost landing herself back into that hole for a third time. He's not real, you know that right? You probably ate some of those berries your mom told you not to.
Go? Go where? The bay was mildly confused.
Whoa. The young femme peered back into the hole as the dirt slowly fell, crumbling away and filling with a swell of wispy smoke. He said they could go anywhere she thought of, confusing her even more. And to jump in a pit of nothing? Nevertheless, Skitz wasn't one to back down, out of sheer determination and lack of instinctive fear. But where to go? Trying her hardest to hold onto the first location she could think of, she plunged, clumsily, into the hole.
You're dying Skitz, he tricked you. First all she could feel was a damp cold and a gust of wind, and then just the cold. She opened her eyes wide. How had she gotten here? And who was the strange brute with her? He didn't belong here... and it was the dead of night, how long had she been wandering? It's not real. All around, the mare was surrounded by miles and miles of endless, mostly flat, fluffy snow covered grown. Trees were dotted around, tall pines that etched their silhouettes into the sky like giants of the night. But the sky, that was the most wonderful part. It was lit up with swirls and spirals of blues and greens, and countless stars were scattered about, and made the untouched snow glimmer and shine.
A flood of excitement overwhelmed the bay, and she charged forward, only to launch herself into a sliding stop and plop herself down in the deep snow to roll. Covered in white flecks, but still content with lying down, the confused vixen turned to the stranger. "Sir, how did I get here? And who are you? I've never seen you here before... Do you know where my family is?"
You don't have a family
Go? Go where? The bay was mildly confused.
Whoa. The young femme peered back into the hole as the dirt slowly fell, crumbling away and filling with a swell of wispy smoke. He said they could go anywhere she thought of, confusing her even more. And to jump in a pit of nothing? Nevertheless, Skitz wasn't one to back down, out of sheer determination and lack of instinctive fear. But where to go? Trying her hardest to hold onto the first location she could think of, she plunged, clumsily, into the hole.
You're dying Skitz, he tricked you. First all she could feel was a damp cold and a gust of wind, and then just the cold. She opened her eyes wide. How had she gotten here? And who was the strange brute with her? He didn't belong here... and it was the dead of night, how long had she been wandering? It's not real. All around, the mare was surrounded by miles and miles of endless, mostly flat, fluffy snow covered grown. Trees were dotted around, tall pines that etched their silhouettes into the sky like giants of the night. But the sky, that was the most wonderful part. It was lit up with swirls and spirals of blues and greens, and countless stars were scattered about, and made the untouched snow glimmer and shine.
A flood of excitement overwhelmed the bay, and she charged forward, only to launch herself into a sliding stop and plop herself down in the deep snow to roll. Covered in white flecks, but still content with lying down, the confused vixen turned to the stranger. "Sir, how did I get here? And who are you? I've never seen you here before... Do you know where my family is?"
You don't have a family