08-30-2015, 03:23 PM
 Tyrna 'Cause I'm the Big Bad Wolf, now let the games begin
With a grin the wolf swallows her whole, and Tyrna is happy. For awhile all the pain, the hurt, the loneliness are gone, swallowed along with her into the void. In the dark she rests, gathering her strength and replaying the images in her head. Contagion and their son smiling in the moonlight before being torn apart and swept away in the fiery end of their paradise. The motley crew of survivors after Beqanna burned around them. The red pony that gave his life for hers. The corpses of her friends crushed beneath her hooves. The wolf shining like a god with stars painted across his pelt. The voices of those she had loved and lost teased at her ear and broke her already fragile heart. She wasn't sure how she would be able to move on from this one. The wolf had more power over her now and he reveled in it. Reveled in the fact that she was broken. Shattered glass and paper wings. Chestnut, grey, black blurs of friendly faces. The hollowness of the shambling monstrosities. Beqanna burning down around her. Again and again she saw them, and wondered what the point would be when this was all over. After an eternity, or maybe a few minutes, she wakes up. The images and noises are gone. Even the wolf stays quiet for a minute enough for her to gather her bearings. Enough to notice that this time she is not alone. The wolf has retreated back into her head leaving her with new company. She can feel the beast coiled inside her as it used to, but now it was just using her, toying with her. It held all the cards and she could feel the brush of it's fur against her skin. Inside and out. It's cackles drowned out the other noises, and all she could do was stare at the others and wonder what games the wolf had in store for her now. Tyrna sees four other horses in front of her. Each as scarred and broken as the last, wearing blood and despair like a jacket. One by one she looks at them and sees their trials written in their eyes. The wolf howls and laughs, delighted to see so much misery and more than happy to comment on those present. "Pick two", it whispers in her ear and through her lips. Her voice but the wolf's voice. "Pick two of them to come with me, and I will let you and the others go." The wolf is delighted with it's games. All too happy to play Judge, Jury, and Executioner. So she sees the paths of the others in glimpses of joy and agony. Rhonan, with the animal kingdom at his beck and call brought low with the death of a bird. Rhonan who ran as his friends were torn apart, watched as they turned on one another. Nothing but a boy who would play at King. Nadya, whose idea of Utopia was simply rebuilding the Chamber, making it as powerful as it once was and basking in the glow oh so briefly before watching it be consumed by the army she was so proud of. The blue, forgotten girl who became the thing they all feared and ate the flesh of those that trusted her. Jaide, who played at God in the Jungle. Changing the animals and denying nature it's due. The mare that took a little boy into her care, only to watch as he stumbled into hungry jaws and empty eyes. Heartworm, the skeleton girl who was a God and dreamt herself a happy,little family. Left only to watch her family die slowly and take the coward's way out to escape the pain. A coward tormented by the herd she finds, a coward who runs as her friend is torn to pieces. Tyrna sees them all, what they've been through, the pain, the friendships, the love, and she knows they see the same of her. She wonders who will be the ones to cast their stones her way. Which of the four will condemn her to further torment, and which deserves to feel the pain in her place. The wolf smiles through her and is happy to make the choice in her stead. Tyrna would not condemn someone to visit hell, but the wolf would. And oh how he would enjoy it. "Nadya and Rhonan", the wolf smirks, taking control of her mouth and releasing the names to the wind. She stands, shaking, as the wolf takes control of her bones, muscles, skin. He exuded arrogance and made sure to let the steel girl just who she belonged to. Tyrna didn't want to believe this was really happening, that she is casting her vote against these two that really didn't deserve it. None of them did. Silver dapple sabino|Mare|Andalusian Hybrid|Falls |