This would be one of the times that flying would have helped big time but of course due to his horrible luck that was totally out of the question. Besides his wings hurt just about as much as his head and leg did so quite honestly he was screwed. Refusing to look back the the filly and her companion out of sheer stubbornness he wanted to try and just figure out how he could get out of here. Reaching his head forward to see the extent of his movement he found that he could extend his head and neck still but moving it down or side to side hurt a lot. Well there goes the idea of trying to pull himself up the hill he mused flashing his tail against his sides in frustration. Guess the only thing he could do was force himself to go straight upwards... Hobbling forward this time the colt managed to get his front foot up a little higher before hopping to try and get his hind legs underneath him. One step down... five million to go...

Looking back up to the top of the hill again a figure appeared there for a moment before rushing down to hover over him like a mother hen. "Aly? How?" He stammered not really sure whether to be relieved or to fear for his life. Mother knew Aly all too well and now she would be bound to tell mother everything. He was officially doomed... Tilting his ears to the side shamefully he lowered his head feeling those green eyes stare down into him. Mother was going to be mad but auntie Aly didn't look too happy with him either. "I'm... I'm ok.." He croaked before more hacking shook his small frame sloshing the water around his lungs painfully. Well that attempt at trying to be brave had failed miserably.

Unbalanced by his coughing fit the boy stumbled backwards a step or two banging his right front hoof against the ground (injured leg). Stifling a cry a couple lone tears managed to trickle down his cheeks in response to the pain. There was no real easy way to answer the question as to what happened so instead of trying to come up with something creative and less scary he decided to just give a simple answer. "She happened." He commented dryly motioning back over his shoulder to where the filly was with her dog thing. He could only imagine what he looked like right now to Aly standing here favoring his leg, a bleeding laceration on his shoulder and head and then the rest of the little cuts, bumps and bruises over the remainder of his brindled body. "Please don't make me go home..." He pleaded gently hoping he could delay the inevitable as long as possible.




"Aeolus Speaks.."
TAGS: @Alysanne , @Areli
NOTES: None

Aeolus

If there is no one in the world who cares for you, do you really exist at all?