04-07-2018, 11:20 PM
A sunny day turned dark. Karat's shrill scream cut through the air like a razors edge, and for a split second, he does not register it. Three paces more, and the boyish contest is abandoned as quickly as it had begun. Whipping about on his heels, knees strike the earth with inelegant speed, and in the moments it takes him to rise again he sees the violent tableau.
That awful grinning mask hovering over the princess's prone form. Violet threads hung from his leering teeth as a jet hoof pinned her to the ground. Blood rushed through his head at the sight. "AHHHHRRGGGG!!" The half grown colt howled wordlessly, half running half flying towards the damned clown. The fearsome man kicks towards him and Krom, applying more weight to Karat's ribcage.
A sick feeling rises up from his gut. The threat of nausea roils and clutches at his throat, and he gasps as the cruel kick stabs at his left wing joint where he could not see to defend. Sharp little forehooves flail out, hoping to force the deceiver away. Oh gods, oh fucking gods, what was happening? Please don't let Karat be dead. Where was Mother, where was anyone? Hot, angry tears pooled in his eyes as he waited for Krom, for some kind of backup.
And now the ebony attacker is grinning even more broad, mockingly so. What is he saying, that mother lied? What does it matter, as long he is holding the girl hostage? "Let her go, you let HER GO!!" The pied colt demanded. This was his kingdom, dammit, and his mother was going to absolutely raise hell when she found out about this.
@[Modicum Mortem] @[Kromium~Karat]
That awful grinning mask hovering over the princess's prone form. Violet threads hung from his leering teeth as a jet hoof pinned her to the ground. Blood rushed through his head at the sight. "AHHHHRRGGGG!!" The half grown colt howled wordlessly, half running half flying towards the damned clown. The fearsome man kicks towards him and Krom, applying more weight to Karat's ribcage.
A sick feeling rises up from his gut. The threat of nausea roils and clutches at his throat, and he gasps as the cruel kick stabs at his left wing joint where he could not see to defend. Sharp little forehooves flail out, hoping to force the deceiver away. Oh gods, oh fucking gods, what was happening? Please don't let Karat be dead. Where was Mother, where was anyone? Hot, angry tears pooled in his eyes as he waited for Krom, for some kind of backup.
And now the ebony attacker is grinning even more broad, mockingly so. What is he saying, that mother lied? What does it matter, as long he is holding the girl hostage? "Let her go, you let HER GO!!" The pied colt demanded. This was his kingdom, dammit, and his mother was going to absolutely raise hell when she found out about this.
@[Modicum Mortem] @[Kromium~Karat]