A New Life's

[sweetooth]

Drip drip drip goes that water. Drip drip drip, goes the water Takyr started to sing to himself as the water continued to fall, hitting his head in the same spot.

Blood? He thought as Fatal Fringe started to scream and run away. Running through the bush, not around it. You could hear the branches whip against her upper thighs as she runs through them. Faster she goes, faster and faster and, gone. Watching as she disappeared and soon Gertrude doing the same. Takyr just stands there, looking around, noticing the piece of flesh that Gertrude kicked into the air.

"I tire of this game, when will they lead us to MY meadow?" Takyr questioned himself. Receiving no answer, he just walks off in the direction of the impatient horses. As he passes some of the thicker branches that Fatal Fringe ran into, he stopped as he noticed an odd colour on the branch. He looked closer to inspect it and saw a thick, gooey, red liquid mingled with the brown. Blood. A bit concerned for Fatal Fringe, or possibly Gertrude, he tries to run off in the direction of foliage destruction, but finds himself sinking in the ground.

"Now what?" He said to himself. Trying to get his legs free but unsuccessful. After turning and squirming for a couple minutes, he managed to wrench himself free. Deciding it best to not stay there, however intriguing the ground seems at the moment, he starts to run off after the other two. Running, running, running, dead foliage, running, running. Faster and faster. How far did they go? He thought to himself, still following the sad sight of the destroyed foliage. Takyr looked up and noticed rocks in the sky, looking back in front of him he noticed the two 'beach trees', along with an odd looking thing beside Gertrude coming up fast. The rain had picked up, Takyr never noticed while he was running but it did, alot. The ground was turning into mush, kind of like oatmeal. With the two other 'beach trees' in front of him, he tried to stop but because of the rain, it was impossible.

[fatalfringe]

fatal fringe stood at the path's opening, unfazed by the heavy torrent of rain that assailed her disheveled body. and as the layers of mud and foliage began to peel off of her .. the bloody wounds that colored and covered her body began to show through her coat of filth.

with the protective layers of mud sliding away, her legs began to shiver as the rain stung her wounds. "This is it, this is the way."

Gertrude ...

fatal fringe shook herself lightly before turning to the filly next to her.. when did she get there... maybe takyr shall be showing up as well?

at that very moment the sound of hooves pounding the muddy earth caused fatal fringe to turn.. just down the path was a charging takyr .. and he didn't seem to be slowing as he raced towards them

"STOP!!! TAKYR!!" she yelled as she ran between takyr and Gertrude..

and he still didn't slow down .. " GET OUT OF THE WAY GERTRUDE!!" she yelled

[Crow'sia]

GERTRUDE

An all-encompassing chorus overwhelmed her ears, delicate and young as they were. The tones changed and quickened filled with the chatter of knees. Which was most peculiar, but went over Gertrude’s head immediately to be replaced by a second battalion of screeching.

Frantically her eyes stretched open but found nothing of deep interest. Branches lashing back and forth in a surge of air and lashing gallop immediately let her know that Takyr was descending upon them again. Hopping thoughtless out of the way, she made her way around the tree slowly as though she floated. Blissful clear of Takyr’s slide across the earth, which left a deep gauge, she snorted and made her way into the scar of rock and plant life, ducking her head and squinting her eyes to face the needles of rain.

She took in a deep breath and absorbed each particle of the air, a feeling of warmth seeping across her body. “Come on, please. Come on,” she moaned, having stopped and turned to see a reaction in the others. The needles now pounded the crest of her head and an image of shelter danced in the air in front of her, a warm cave and two warm bodies on either side. Gertrude shook it away and it was quickly a tossed image, heaped into the dead round and pointed leaves which had been blown like snow against rock side.

With careful steps backwards she whinnied feverishly, her neck bent out straight and her lips drawn back. Gertrude’s face glowed although it was beaten down, dull black fur soaked and dripping. She was a tramp with make-up caught in the rain, thrown from her dive.

[sweetooth]

Stop? Stop!? Why? Why would I want to stop? Takyr thought to himself. Still unable to stop do to the mud and a fear of breaking his neck. He continued to run to wards Fatal Fringe. He looked off to his right and saw what looked like solid ground. Deciding that it would be best to head for it, he tries to turn left in hopes of being able to make a long right turn. He misses Fatal Fringe by mere inches and scrapes up against the strange object that Gertrude hid behind before she went off somewhere else. He manages to start his turn to the right. The farther he went the farther right he turned, but at the same time the slower he went. In the new area he was in the ground had almost turned into quick sand and with Takyr's weight, if he slowed down much more he would sink into the ground. Takyr tried to speed up while still turning right but he felt his hooves slip so he straightened his path. Deciding he would rather make them wait then die. I'm not ready to die. Not yet He said to himself. He runs straight not bothering to turn right and is rewarded with a platform of stone on the ground. Takyr jumped onto it and managed to stop. He felt the stone sink a little once he landed on it but assumed it was safe. Not quite sure on what to do, Takyr heads in the direction he think he came from, staying on the rock and close to the wall that was made of the same substance that he was walking on.

"Never seen this stuff before. Wonder what it is." Takyr said to himself out loud. Still walking along side this wall. After about 5 minutes of walking and arguing to himself about what he was walking on and how it managed to stay up like that. The wall broke into an opening, which led up to more of the strange substance. As his curiosity bested him, he decided that he could take a quick look up here before returning to his 'beach tree' friends.