06-01-2018, 02:34 AM
She doesn’t even realize the danger she’s in.
All she sees is a stallion with silky-smooth skin, his scales glimmering in the moonlight and his voice like cream in her fuzzy ears. Surely there was nothing wrong here - he treated her as gently as her father had, huffing on her shoulders and speaking kindly. What was wrong in this?
And when she invites him to join her, jaunting off toward the east with her tail up and the shadowy wings spread open as if they belonged, he trails after. She does not even see the way he snakes after her like a predator, the way he lolls and trails her like any predator would its prey. She is young yet and oblivious to such dangers. She prances on small hooves and breathes light of the air.
She is unaware of the struggle Vulgaris endures behind her. All she knows and cares about is their abrupt friendship and the sound of his hooves behind her.Something in that breath he’d passed over her shoulders had helped to ground her, even settling the whispy wings against her withers.She only briefly thinks of her brother, his cardinal wings so full and feathered, and as she trots to the east now her shady wings settle against her sides.
Pond doesn’t realize that she’s led him right toward another small collection of foals. She wants to show him off, to brag about her new slithery friend. They would be so envious, she’s sure,and she would be such an envy! Little does she know that his hunger would start such a tumble of darkness.
(tried to lead it into what we talked about
)
All she sees is a stallion with silky-smooth skin, his scales glimmering in the moonlight and his voice like cream in her fuzzy ears. Surely there was nothing wrong here - he treated her as gently as her father had, huffing on her shoulders and speaking kindly. What was wrong in this?
And when she invites him to join her, jaunting off toward the east with her tail up and the shadowy wings spread open as if they belonged, he trails after. She does not even see the way he snakes after her like a predator, the way he lolls and trails her like any predator would its prey. She is young yet and oblivious to such dangers. She prances on small hooves and breathes light of the air.
She is unaware of the struggle Vulgaris endures behind her. All she knows and cares about is their abrupt friendship and the sound of his hooves behind her.Something in that breath he’d passed over her shoulders had helped to ground her, even settling the whispy wings against her withers.She only briefly thinks of her brother, his cardinal wings so full and feathered, and as she trots to the east now her shady wings settle against her sides.
Pond doesn’t realize that she’s led him right toward another small collection of foals. She wants to show him off, to brag about her new slithery friend. They would be so envious, she’s sure,and she would be such an envy! Little does she know that his hunger would start such a tumble of darkness.
(tried to lead it into what we talked about
)