Tumbling down right with him. Torchwood sat in the mud, though unlike his teammate, the unicorn didn't mind. Mud was harmless after all and it would wash right off; but he was the kind who didn't mind getting his hooves dirty, so if he had to wait to clean himself off, that was how it had to be.
But clearly, that was not the sentiment of his 'friend'. "I am sorry! I didn't mean to.." he chuckled a little, nervously. "It was a good game though! We were doing okay for a while there."
Torchwood was a good sportsman, he congratulated his opponents, and wasn't the type to cry foul at losing a simple game. But then he saw the look on Royal's face, covered and dripping with mud. " Let me get you a towel."