Virus was now as tired as could be. He had taken a small walk on the shore of the pond in the throat. He had just met Midas, one of the Throat’s sultans. He was a kind fellow, a black and white and gold pegasus. Midas had also companion of fire and sky. Alina was there too, the girl that had come with him and Skuggi from the Threshold. The three had just parted and were heading different ways. Virus, with curious steps made his way half way around the pool of water before deciding it was time he slept. It was already becoming closer to sunset. They sky darkening every minute he was awake.

Virus had found a little ditch in the sand, and had jumped down to take a little rest. Only to wake up in a dream. A very interesting dream it seemed. He was in a different body, his body. But he was watching his own. The dream Virus seemed to be in a dark forest. He watched the other Virus gather sticks of brown and grey, piling them color wise. Then, he watched himself put three grey sticks in the middle of circle of sticks and three brown sticks in the circle. The other Virus chanted something, his horn began to illuminate light. Crimson light. Suddenly the sticks started to move, forming a box. It was an interesting sight, and Virus didn’t want to leave it. But he could feel another dream attempting to pull him away from this one.

Once he was in the other dream, he watched once again. A white girl gathered sticks in her mouth, they once again had the colors of grey and brown. Gods, this dream again? The white pegasus looked like, and acted like Alina, a mare Virus had met on his way out of the threshold. A black shadow cast over the piles of sticks. It was Virus. -well, the Virus he was watching- He smiled at Alina and she started to sort the sticks. He went over to help her. Then, started whistling. But then, dream Alina looked up noticing him. She yelped, The other Virus turned to me, his horn started to glow, once again. His Crimson eyes threatening to any move he made. A blaze of fire shot from out of nowhere at him. Virus yelled and ran. He ran and ran. Only to wake up in a pool of blood that was his. He had cut his back leg, and his current gash had half opened back up. He sighed pushing himself to his hooves. The dark had come and Virus muttered to himself madly “Guess I will just go on a walk.” His voice was raspy after not being able to talk for a while. His coughed it out and started to walk along the water again, mixing the dark blue color darker, his blood was spilling into one of the only resource of water in the whole of Dragon’s Throat! He stifled a cry, and ran up the bank. This was bad. He could get thrown out of the herd for this! He looked down at his hooves like a young colt in trouble. This was bad. He was mad at himself for doing this. And with that, he turned his neck to the gash on his haunch and ripped it open, making sticky red droplets of blood pour out onto the sand. It started to sting. But Virus didn’t care. He let the cool, nighttime air sooth it. Then, let a worried look slip onto his face and began to ponder what would happen to him if someone had seen.

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Ooc-- I know, confusing 0.o

"Virus talks"