Triginta Tres was in a right mood this dreary day. Things had grown stale around there, only a single guard would come and check in on her daily and food wasn't always forth coming. It made her quite ragey. She'd taken up seeing how far she could throw bones, by now the water was probably full of them and she was running out of bones to throw. She threw the occasional temper tantrum and today was one of them as she slammed her full weight into a tree. She let out a shrieking bellow as she reared up and slammed her feet into the trunk. An echoing crack sounded followed but the creaking of the trunk as the tree truck snapped and slammed into the ground and water. Trigs panted as the tree fell and she stared at it as it laid there on the ground, the top half was in the water. She guessed it had enough of her abuse finally.
"What sad creature is this, that torments and kills my trees?" said a rather unearthly and haunting voice. "What did they ever do to you? Hmmmmmm?"
Suddenly she froze as a weird sensation came over her as voice sounded nearby...or was it everywhere? Triginta Tres couldn't pinpoint it. Despite the calmness of it, she could tell it was angry with her for killing the tree. A movement out of the corner of her eye had her whip around and baring her teeth.
A large elegant star stood there, her pose regal and stately as she looked down upon Trigs. Two large cream colored horns with gold etching graced her delicate head, she had a smoothly colored body with an obsidian mane, her body ended in massive cow like hooves and upon her back was a most unusual tree who's roots entwined about her body. Sensible gold adornments graced her body as well as a single pink blossom in her mane. A bovine like tail swished side to side as a pair of large emerald green eyes stared into Trigs' black abyss for eyes. They where unflinching and unafraid.
"Who are you?" Trigs had the audacity to say.
The imposing mare's gaze was steely, "I am Taurus and I have come on the behalf of my children to scold you, their tormentor. I arrive to find that you senselessly murdered one."
Trigs looked behind her at the fallen tree. It's branches lying quietly in the still water of her prison. Slowly, Trigs looked back at Taurus. She'd never thought that one of the gods would appear before her. After all that she had done in life, why now?
"I...I...."
For the first time in a very long time, fear gripped Trigs.
Taurus frowned deeply as she gazed upon Trigs. She could almost see something dark and sinister and disgusting wrapped around Trigs' very being, strangling her.
"You've been cursed," she stated matter of factly. "Am I'm guessing you're not here of your own will. I can free you of what traps you both spiritually and physically. But I require something from you as well."
Trigs' eyes went wide as she stared up at Taurus. Was this god offering to free her from the curse and take her away from here? It's been so long since Trigs was first cursed. What would life be like not having to feel insatiably hungry and full of rage? What would she be like physically? Where would she even go?
"What do you ask of me?"
