./this is the end- RIP

[Meg]

[Occ; Aw...This is so sad, poor Thebis is going to die in the flames. -tear- How ever so sad.]

Thebis.
There was life here once.
The tension, the harshness of life,
Lost in the flow of time.
Now comes crumbling down.
The land will be covered in darkness
Premonitions of sorrow and anger.

Life was so cruel, no? Today it was. Today was the day life took away another. Today it was him. The last of her kin besides his brother, and he would be swept away from the earth to his final resting place. A place that his burnt eyes could never see.

He raced umong the trees, the leaves and grasses blowing up behind him in the wind as he raced. His muscular bodice pushing him faster, faster, faster. There was a distance crash, as a tree fell, flames leaping higher all around him. Whinnying panickedly, he sped up. His long creamy tail and tressels danced in the wind. His tail was burnt halfway up, actually only a little long hairs danced so you couldn't say his tail was "long" anymore. His blue eyes were wide in fear and shown with white. "Mother, help me!" He cried out as he raced, his hooves not noticing the ground was no longer grassy. He didn't know where he raced was his death. The ground was coal black and burnt, the flames had already raced through here and now they were coming back, chasing him. Mocking him as he ran.

His nares were flared out, and his ears where pinned to his skull as he swung around a corner, he slammed on the brakes. In his blue eyes you could see the wall of flames that burned up the trees and ate away the food. He stood there, looking up at his death. Backing up slightly, he yelped and spun around. More flames. Whinning worriedly, he looked around. He was completly surrounded, no way out. His eyes watered as the flames ate up his oyxgen and he began to hack and cough. Lowering his dial, he tucked it into his panting chest. This was the end. He knew it. Closing his eyes, he waited. Opening them, he looked around, his eyes wet from the smoke.

There was a loud crack that sounded out, and he jerked his skull around to see a tall redwood pine leaning down to him. Falling before him. With a scream that peirced the air forever, the tree fell. Underneth it's burning contains could be seen a stallion of a rare beauty. His creamy tassels spilled out from under it. His blue eyes ever staring out at the flames, only they were dull and lifeless. A tear like substance slide from his eye, it was only the water the came from the flames. He would finally be with his mother and father, as he body began to burn.

I wish I could have stayed
Long enough to say,
I love you.
One last time.

[cherry]

OHNOES D;

[zozo]

<sup>The dotted femmora had braced the chilled waves of the ocean and took a trip to the mainland. The Appaloosa painted doe was in a slight huff with her other half, for Anubis was not as thrilled as she at the prospect of a babe. T''was her yearning to have a young one to cherish and love, yet Anubis seemed to not have grown, instead staying stubbonly young and unwilling to produce a tiny miracle.

Daggers etched the earth, the graves deeper than normal as she took out her fustration 'pon the innocnet earth. Miracle contained the same stubbon streak as her dam, yet had not fled her homeland for good. Just gone to cool off.

Thorns suddenly pricked forth 'pon tiara, an unusual aroma had stung her nares, and a distant crackling was heard. Miracle had never experienced fire, and being as ever curious, talons picked up their gait. Carrying polka dot chassi towards this rare phenomenen. Creamy tassles brushing 'pon nape and swishing about hocks, sinew rolling and contracting in a fluid motion.

At Miracle's first glimpse of flames, her motion was cut abrubtly short, fright flooded her physique. It smelt of death, the fauna and foliage about her was dieing in that terrible heat. Yet crystal orbs were transfixed, such amber, fiery crimson, brilliant autumnal hues. Dancing and flickering as a life of its own. Consuming its own path, rotting from the inside, sqeezing out breath and destroying. Lacerating everything.

Her trance was broken, the minx nearly bolted, but instead leaped to the side as a terryfied whinny broke the fire's death growl's. Nape was strung up high, tiara framed against the azure, the white's of her eyes looking 'pon the scene with fright. Her screaming brain took a moment....before something registered. That cry was familiar. T'was......Thebis!

Oh my God, not Thebis?! Pray for mercy....no. He can not leave. We have always known each other. It has always been us. Me, Anubis, Akkan, and Thebis. Friends forever. God...no!

Her thoughts finally sped as impulses to her nerve endings. Bodice took a leap forth, before dancing back, the fire scrathing and tearing if she got too close. A whinny of fright exploded from chest, high and shrill...desperate.

Help....I need help!!

But there was none, and the dotted minx knew it. Squeezing lids over crystal pools, pistons dove towards the danger. Swerving and veering, it was up to her. There!! Tangled admist the burning foliage, in the inferno's grasp. Stood the steed. His once fine pelt blistering and sore, his kind orbs panicked with fear. Miracle spluttered against the flames, she was close, boa stretched forth, trying to catch his attention, trying to clear a path. Scythes pounded against the undergrowth, limbs trying to force through the burning hot fauna. But the dotted minx gained nothing.

She stood. Could only stand, helpless, as her dear friend became the victim of a crashing tree. The blackened tree's limbs reaching to embrace the equine, pull him into the depths of the afterworld. Miracle shrieked high, and for what seemed like an eternity. A desperate, pleading cry that they not take him yet. He did not deserve to go so young, and not in so much pain.

As the fauna crashed against the withered turf, Miracle leaped away from the flying sparks. Away from the inferno, blindly navigating through the choking smoke and her veil of tears.

At last, the fire's burning cackle of truimph did not overpower her audits. She was away from the danger, her figurine halted, sinew bunching in haunches. And the dotted bod turned, facing the crimson flames. Miracle froze, she could not flee, did not want to. She had left Thebis, left him when that tree crashed 'pon his bod. But what's more, she had failed him. The minx could not just walk away now, alive, while he burned through his last moment of agony. Pools were devoid of emotion, transfixed 'pon the point where the flames lept the highest, consuming the flesh of a dear friend.

Dotted bodice trembled. Lower pistons were blistered and sore, spheres were watering, and the doe coughed up the black choking smoke. Her tendrils were in tatters, and the heat was causing beads of sweat to form and trickle down physique. This moment would haunt her forever, but Miracle did not know that yet. All she could do was replay the last few terryfing heartbeat over and over and over again. Each time another blow to her heart, of what if she had done more?

The inferno had feasted 'pon the equine's carcess, and was now intent 'pon devouring the forest's fauna. Stretching and licking closer to the lone femme whom seemed trapped in a spider's web. Soon the fire would close about her too, burn, baby, burn......</sup>

[Crow'sia]

OOC;I wish I could write well.

Not as heart punching as when Meg died, but still quite terrible. I can't imagine what would actually be going through one's head if it happened to them. Unsympathetic Zoal is actually impacted! Slightly. XD

IC;

The fire didn’t and hadn’t bothered Zoal for one reason; he took it as a test. Only an elitist bastard would think that way, but in the end it probably saved his life. Little could be said for the fear sick screams of another stallion who found himself in the flames though, on who probably wouldn’t make it out by now. Zoal should know not to toy with fire, an element far more powerful than he could ever hope to be, but a voice in his head told him to look on and see what he could find; even if it were the untimely end of a fool who destiny put in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The heat, which also now began to course through and over his own body, was almost enough to drive a beast to the edges of insanity. His muddy coloured coat glistening a more ginger color from the resonating like Zoal took an instinctive step away from his mad destination humming quietly to himself. He squinted hard into the distance longing to have the vision that other’s had be graciously blessed with, and because he was not so fortunate he stopped for a second to listen and let the anguish of this animal guide him. Yet for some reason sound can be so deceiving! It was not a stallion he was hearing now, it were, a mare? Still moving forward the duet become two highly distinctive noises.

This is where he could at last see the figures clearly, and it was a sight he may have been better to avoid. Crippling, were he not so stubborn, Zoal would have immediately fled as the flames fed off the stag, consuming his tail and melting off flesh. Then there was the girl, no doubt trying to save him, desperate off adrenaline and shock. Even Zoal took a wild plunge forward, as though it was his place, his business and his problem, but in a second he pulled away. What they hell was he doing! Suddenly, towering from above, the tree came down raining sparks upon his back and he screamed his fur working to catch ablaze. Taking one last glance, he whipped after the mare feverously a shower of regret raining over him. And yet all he could think was one thing; Stupid girl. He had better things to do, more important things. If only he knew what the animals last thoughts were; surely they would be something to remember.

Strange; he felt remorse.