She had been the first of the group to dash off to scout out the best hiding place. With an excited kicking up of her hind limbs and royal purple tail bannered in the breeze, she ran. Far and fast apparently because before she knew it she was a great distance from the den. Galaxy eyes searched high and low for the perfect nook to scoot her small body into. Another stride forwards and her ears perk in excitement. A large boulder next to a massive mountain, leaned just slightly enough to create a dark crevice. Easily she slips into the darkness without fear.
In her wait, eyes peering from the shadows to see if any of her friends would find her, her ears catch the Godly sound of a higher voice. Her gaze shifts to find other horses having begun to gather, and as quickly as they arrive, they are gone. She had heard the instructions of the fae, travel to Silver Cove -do not stop for anyone. This was her home and she worried slightly that something had happen. Momma, finch! Eyes wide with panic, she darted from her hiding place and made a beeline for home.
Momma had said to NEVER go in the dusty land of Pangea, so she makes her way through the hills of Hyaline along the border. Slender legs carrying her with much haste, she hardly stops to catch her breath. That is until something within the land of sickness nearly jumps at her, causing a yelp to explode from her lungs. Splayed legged and wide eyed she looks at the undead creature that stalks the edge of the land. "Won't you come closer M'Dear," it beckons, "I am hurt can't you see. Please help me." Flesh hangs from bone as the ghastly being threatens to near with a hoarse cough -blood droplets spilling from its lips. Frozen with panic, she does not think to answer -she couldn't even if she wanted. Instead she stares blankly at it, but when it reaches for her, flight takes hold and she is fleeing upon tired limbs. Running without thought or care, as if her life hangs in the balance. A fallen tree creates an obstacle and she attempts to leap over it. Had she thought of it's sheer mass, she would have gone around. But she jumps, tucking her limbs to her underbelly. At first she thinks she has made it, but a sharp pain radiates from her hind hoof and her body snaps backwards. A limb of the tree snags her ankle in the crook of its connection to the trunk, ripping and scraping at her bright pelt. Desperate to free herself, she scrambles and pulls. With each attempt the rough bark cuts into her leg deeper and she whimpers in pain.
Calming herself just the slightest, she refocuses, looking back to where her leg was snagged. With all of her weight resting on her front and the fallen tree, she pushes back slightly. It was just enough to slide her caught limb back and up, finally freeing it as she tumbles forwards and onto the forest floor. Her thoughts jumble. Pain, fear, confusion, relief. It all floods over her and suddenly she remembers why she was running. A quick glance up, she looks to see if the diseased horse had been trailing her. Sunset ears twist to search for sound, and in finding nothing, she decides to rise from the dirt and continue home.
With now limped strides, she hurries as quickly as she can. Blood was trickling down her pastern and covering her hoof, though the red tint blended with her natural hue it was still fairly noticeable. Behind her was stained earth and before her was border of her peninsula home. Silver cove.
*mute*