AuroraElis
01-23-2018, 06:20 PM
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In terror, her eyelids rip open to reveal a dim reality. All around her, horses of every color and size struggle to co-exist. In their tight confinement, they bite and kick in fear and anger. Confused, just as she is. Her golden flecked eyes pass from one body to the next. Each more broken than the last.
Starved, beaten, bloody...defective. That is why she is here. She is defective.
As her crown swivels from right to left, slowly, she tries to make sense of where she is. In her examining she determines there is a border keeping them contained. It stretches from one end and corners into a next. Farther up, structures made of strange materials hover over head. Narrow tunnels branch this way and that, but they are blocked. For now.
A sharp series of whistles cause her ears to twist atop her crown. Some horses bunny hop, lunging forwards and practically over top the horses beside them. Violently her head turns as her eyes catch motion of a strange creature on top of a horse. Weird contraptions strapped to the length of their back, keeping the creature seated high above them.
Upon realization of her situation, her head begins to hang somberly. A gentle closing of her eyes in sadness, even as horses ram into her sides. They push her right, as they try to evade the reach of the riders whip. A violent crack cuts through the air, sending herself lurking forwards in surprise. Eyes wide and head held high, she sees the rider getting closer as more horses scatter. Another crack clears over top her head as shouts fill the air. Panicked whinnies erupt and something else slams. Her eyes catch briefly the sight of a tunnel opening, horses begin to funnel inside it. At the far end sits a shiny metallic container. Each horse darts in a different direction but all pointed towards the tunnel, to avoid the whip of the rider. She is conflicted in the fact that freedom does not look to be in the direction of which they are all headed.
Crack!
Dipping her head just in time, she eludes the reach of the biting whip. With the added space of horses branching off into the narrow corridor, she begins to skirt the edge of the group of horses. Getting a clearer view of what was keeping them here. A wooden fence. Immediately wondering what it would take to break free. Crack! Crack! Her wandering mind is cut short again, as the rider slashes at her hide. A biting sting across her backside causes her to reel back from the pain. Rising her front half from the ground, hooves slicing the air between them. In shock, the rider's horse jumps backwards and to the side. Sending the strange creature off balance and tumbling to the dirt.
As her hooves return to the ground, the riders horse bursts into a fierce fit of bucking. In an attempt to rid it of the many things attached to it's back, she assumes. With one thrust, it's hind hooves collide with the wooden barricade, causing another louder crack. Leaving the upper rail severed in half...
Run, Aurora. Get out of here and I will transform you into the majestic being you truly are. A unicorn Aurora, wouldn't you like that?!
She doesn't question the words seemingly coming from thin air. It sounded better than being here. More two-legged creatures come running at her. Shouts erupting as they near. A whinny escapes her as she leaps forward. She'd have to make it past the fallen rider, still clinging onto it's lancing whip. Dark, menacing eyes trained upon her, as it readies it's weapon again. Eyes narrowed on the weakened fencing, she picks up as much speed as she can, before launching herself airborne. Brushing passed the thin body of the two-legged beast and knocking it to the ground again.
Not today! Lengthening her neck and bringing her forelimbs tight under her girth, she narrowly clears the middle rail. With a heavy thud she lands, nearly tumbling over herself as she struggles to regain balance. Cream limbs stagger slightly to bring her to stand. With a quick glance she sees them closing in on her quickly. The rider from inside the pen begins to climb the fence after her, shouting angrily. “Get that nag you idiots!” They scatter to get their own horses. Her mind is racing as she gasps for breath. Looking to the freedom that lay before her but where does she go now?!
They appear. Just as they had that tragic day so many years ago. A trail of luminescent orbs weave through the forests to the east of the corral. Home! Is her only thought, and it wills her limbs to move with a speed she has never gone before. Her hooves dig into the damp earth, flinging mud up behind her. Glancing back only momentarily to see two riders pursuing her. Not today! Her focus moves to the trail of lights before her. Dipping and dodging through trees and brush alike. Branches scrape along her battered sides. Blood seeping from the gash the whip sliced along her hip. She was beaten and bloody, but she was not broken. Not today.
As she passed one orb, another surfaced to further the trail. The shouts from the riders began to fade as their weight and bulk slowed their horses to easier trails. A grin finds her maw as she pushes forwards with a newfound determination.
You're not there yet. Don't get cocky
The stern words from a familiar voice causes her to flinch but she doesn't dare slow. “W..what?! Who's there?” Her eyes look up to find a bright aura coming from above her. Followed by the appearance of a tiny, glowing blue sprite.
It's me, Aurora! You don't remember the first time I saved your butt?!
“You saved me?? I guess I didn't catch your name. I'm sorry.” Her eyes soften slightly but shift focus to the path of orbs.
They'll be time for that later. We have a surprise for you Aurora.
Her brow furrows in question, “I've had enough surprises for a lifetime I think!” A soft huff flutters from her nares.
Ok. Fine. You don't want a new body than fine. We will give it to someone else…
A new body?! She rethinks her previous statement, “Wait… I meant bad surprises. You, can get me a new body?!” Her muscles begin to tire as she slows to an easy canter. The fear of being captured fading, just as the riders had from view.
Well of course! I'm a magical fairy. Now that we are alone… What color do you wanna be?! Oooo I know…
Poof!
Out of nowhere, a shimmering black hole forms in front of her and transports her into another dimension. Without missing a beat, she is cantering along a mossy river. The sudden change of scenery brings her to a sudden halt. Tucking her muzzle to her chest, her forelimbs extend stiffly to slide along the river rock. Golden eyes catching a unnatural color underneath her nose.
When fully stopped, she straightens quickly. Neck craning from one side to the next so her eyes may examine her body. Her vision finds her changed. Once cream legs are now an iridescent teal. Fading into a pearly white body. She finds her tail doesn't flick with no direction. It is long and tubular(like that of a jungle cat). Tipped in her brilliant gowns, feathers of old: iridescent blues, greens and golds. It is almost too much to believe, that she turns to the river. Finding her reflection on its surface. Cream locks, now golden in color. A delicate, spiraled gold horn protruding from her forehead. “I'm….a….unicorn!!” She exclaims in almost a high pitched squeal. </p><p class="AEQuest_quote">Not all that glitters is gold</p></div></center>
Obstacle 1: rider with whip
Obstacle 2: wooden fence
Obstacle 3: pursuing riders
Word count - 1,415
(centered message position cuz it was doing weird spacing. Hope that's ok)
Words - fairy
"Words" - Aurora
Words - Aurora thoughts
"Words" - riders
In terror, her eyelids rip open to reveal a dim reality. All around her, horses of every color and size struggle to co-exist. In their tight confinement, they bite and kick in fear and anger. Confused, just as she is. Her golden flecked eyes pass from one body to the next. Each more broken than the last.
Starved, beaten, bloody...defective. That is why she is here. She is defective.
As her crown swivels from right to left, slowly, she tries to make sense of where she is. In her examining she determines there is a border keeping them contained. It stretches from one end and corners into a next. Farther up, structures made of strange materials hover over head. Narrow tunnels branch this way and that, but they are blocked. For now.
A sharp series of whistles cause her ears to twist atop her crown. Some horses bunny hop, lunging forwards and practically over top the horses beside them. Violently her head turns as her eyes catch motion of a strange creature on top of a horse. Weird contraptions strapped to the length of their back, keeping the creature seated high above them.
Upon realization of her situation, her head begins to hang somberly. A gentle closing of her eyes in sadness, even as horses ram into her sides. They push her right, as they try to evade the reach of the riders whip. A violent crack cuts through the air, sending herself lurking forwards in surprise. Eyes wide and head held high, she sees the rider getting closer as more horses scatter. Another crack clears over top her head as shouts fill the air. Panicked whinnies erupt and something else slams. Her eyes catch briefly the sight of a tunnel opening, horses begin to funnel inside it. At the far end sits a shiny metallic container. Each horse darts in a different direction but all pointed towards the tunnel, to avoid the whip of the rider. She is conflicted in the fact that freedom does not look to be in the direction of which they are all headed.
Crack!
Dipping her head just in time, she eludes the reach of the biting whip. With the added space of horses branching off into the narrow corridor, she begins to skirt the edge of the group of horses. Getting a clearer view of what was keeping them here. A wooden fence. Immediately wondering what it would take to break free. Crack! Crack! Her wandering mind is cut short again, as the rider slashes at her hide. A biting sting across her backside causes her to reel back from the pain. Rising her front half from the ground, hooves slicing the air between them. In shock, the rider's horse jumps backwards and to the side. Sending the strange creature off balance and tumbling to the dirt.
As her hooves return to the ground, the riders horse bursts into a fierce fit of bucking. In an attempt to rid it of the many things attached to it's back, she assumes. With one thrust, it's hind hooves collide with the wooden barricade, causing another louder crack. Leaving the upper rail severed in half...
Run, Aurora. Get out of here and I will transform you into the majestic being you truly are. A unicorn Aurora, wouldn't you like that?!
She doesn't question the words seemingly coming from thin air. It sounded better than being here. More two-legged creatures come running at her. Shouts erupting as they near. A whinny escapes her as she leaps forward. She'd have to make it past the fallen rider, still clinging onto it's lancing whip. Dark, menacing eyes trained upon her, as it readies it's weapon again. Eyes narrowed on the weakened fencing, she picks up as much speed as she can, before launching herself airborne. Brushing passed the thin body of the two-legged beast and knocking it to the ground again.
Not today! Lengthening her neck and bringing her forelimbs tight under her girth, she narrowly clears the middle rail. With a heavy thud she lands, nearly tumbling over herself as she struggles to regain balance. Cream limbs stagger slightly to bring her to stand. With a quick glance she sees them closing in on her quickly. The rider from inside the pen begins to climb the fence after her, shouting angrily. “Get that nag you idiots!” They scatter to get their own horses. Her mind is racing as she gasps for breath. Looking to the freedom that lay before her but where does she go now?!
They appear. Just as they had that tragic day so many years ago. A trail of luminescent orbs weave through the forests to the east of the corral. Home! Is her only thought, and it wills her limbs to move with a speed she has never gone before. Her hooves dig into the damp earth, flinging mud up behind her. Glancing back only momentarily to see two riders pursuing her. Not today! Her focus moves to the trail of lights before her. Dipping and dodging through trees and brush alike. Branches scrape along her battered sides. Blood seeping from the gash the whip sliced along her hip. She was beaten and bloody, but she was not broken. Not today.
As she passed one orb, another surfaced to further the trail. The shouts from the riders began to fade as their weight and bulk slowed their horses to easier trails. A grin finds her maw as she pushes forwards with a newfound determination.
You're not there yet. Don't get cocky
The stern words from a familiar voice causes her to flinch but she doesn't dare slow. “W..what?! Who's there?” Her eyes look up to find a bright aura coming from above her. Followed by the appearance of a tiny, glowing blue sprite.
It's me, Aurora! You don't remember the first time I saved your butt?!
“You saved me?? I guess I didn't catch your name. I'm sorry.” Her eyes soften slightly but shift focus to the path of orbs.
They'll be time for that later. We have a surprise for you Aurora.
Her brow furrows in question, “I've had enough surprises for a lifetime I think!” A soft huff flutters from her nares.
Ok. Fine. You don't want a new body than fine. We will give it to someone else…
A new body?! She rethinks her previous statement, “Wait… I meant bad surprises. You, can get me a new body?!” Her muscles begin to tire as she slows to an easy canter. The fear of being captured fading, just as the riders had from view.
Well of course! I'm a magical fairy. Now that we are alone… What color do you wanna be?! Oooo I know…
Poof!
Out of nowhere, a shimmering black hole forms in front of her and transports her into another dimension. Without missing a beat, she is cantering along a mossy river. The sudden change of scenery brings her to a sudden halt. Tucking her muzzle to her chest, her forelimbs extend stiffly to slide along the river rock. Golden eyes catching a unnatural color underneath her nose.
When fully stopped, she straightens quickly. Neck craning from one side to the next so her eyes may examine her body. Her vision finds her changed. Once cream legs are now an iridescent teal. Fading into a pearly white body. She finds her tail doesn't flick with no direction. It is long and tubular(like that of a jungle cat). Tipped in her brilliant gowns, feathers of old: iridescent blues, greens and golds. It is almost too much to believe, that she turns to the river. Finding her reflection on its surface. Cream locks, now golden in color. A delicate, spiraled gold horn protruding from her forehead. “I'm….a….unicorn!!” She exclaims in almost a high pitched squeal. </p><p class="AEQuest_quote">Not all that glitters is gold</p></div></center>
Obstacle 1: rider with whip
Obstacle 2: wooden fence
Obstacle 3: pursuing riders
Word count - 1,415
(centered message position cuz it was doing weird spacing. Hope that's ok)
Words - fairy
"Words" - Aurora
Words - Aurora thoughts
"Words" - riders
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