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 Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 12:54 pm
It didn't happen too often, but this day was one of those rare few when things didn't quite go as planned. Well.. to be honest that happened more than not, but not usually to the extent that it had this time.
Pausing the large white stallion turned his head, dark eyes roaming the immediate area. A high wall of solid rock thrust up to his right, the colour a soft warm rust hue that almost felt like it was radiating the sun's heat. Dark emerald mane feathered against the muscular neck as the male turned, coal-coloured eyes sweeping to his left side. The ground rose up like a giant tortoise, massive boulders perched on its slope amid a sea of rich green. The top was crowned with what appeared to be an open woodland.
Pale ears pricked as he faced forwards, the light breeze that had been toying with his forelock suddenly strengthened, blowing back into his face and ruffling his wing feathers. Dipping his head he squinted against the dust carried in the air. Up ahead the ground dropped steeply down into a wide open flat, surrounded by towering cliffs. The ground was brick red and dusty, the odd outcropping of rock providing scant areas of faint wind-scoured green.
Where on earth was he?
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 1:19 pm
 Trying was a good word for the moment. So was 'attempting', maybe even 'struggling'. In short, on the pursuit of chasing stray evils, Esther herself, had gotten a bit lost. And possibly, sidetracked.
It shouldn't have been that hard to get back to those desolate woodlands she came from, but unfortunately, everything around her seemed like the same tree duplicated several hundred times.
With a small sigh, she stopped and decided to reassess her surroundings. All right, what she needed was somewhere where she could actually see everything within range, so she knew how to get back. Being a solitary wanderer had taught her that much about the world, at least.
Despite the wind billowing playfully through the forest canopy, she sped up a bit, searching for an exit to the woodlands. There, up in front her, a pillar of light, an exit. One more burst of speed and she was out of the dark, muskier forest into open sunlight. Blinking several times, Esther was so busy trying to adjust to her new surroundings that she almost, well, 'plummeted to her doom' was a good choice of words for this (so she thought).
Right on front of her was a huge drop, one that narrowed down into deceptively grassy flatlands below. She held her breath, feeling vertigo for a second, before relaxing.
Which, as she turned around, suddenly seeing the stallion quite uh, close to proximity, made her realize maybe she wasn't ready to relax quite yet.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2008 3:41 am
Above the rushing wind, the sound of hoofbeats was barely audible. For the first few seconds they were faint, and received only the twitch of a single white ear. But suddenly the frantic sound descended on him, so loud he was certain that whom ever made them was about to crash right into him. Flinching he shut his eyes tight as the backwash of wind from the stranger's passing tore at his mane, sending it flaying over his face in a wild mass.
Seconds passed and there was no impact. Cautiously, the stallion slowly opened one eye, head shifting to part the curtain of his hair so he could actually see out of it. Spotting the mare teetering on the edge of the cliff before her, he opened both eyes, head lifting as pale ears swept forwards.
"You alright?"
The stallion was quite a sight. His large size and muscular frame should have been imposing, yet with his thick mane tossed wildly over his face, sticking up in all directions from the mare's crazy dash past him, and the rather stunned look on what parts of his expression were visible, he looked less imposing and rather startled.
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