MORENTH

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Morenth's sides hurt. With every single breath an unbearable sharp pain shot through his right side, causing him to wince and grimace. It felt as if someone had stabbed him in the side with their long, singular horn. Only, he knew that had not been the cause of it. He'd been in the struggle against the Rift Goddess and in the final moments before she fell Morenth and a couple others had charged in hoping to deal damage to the wretched creature when she finally fell. Only, she fell directly on top of them. Morenth had been crushed under her weight and no matter how hard he tried, he could not forget the sickening crunch before his side seared with this dreadful pain. It was probably the worst injury he received from the fight, along with some scratches, burns and bruises he was relatively okay. Especially in comparison to the white filly whose leg had been crushed (he learned of this afterwards as everyone was preparing to leave) and a few unfortunate others who actually lost their lives. Perhaps he should be thanking his lucky stars that he hadn't received worse, but even so he still wished this discomfort would leave him soon. It made it difficult to breath, especially full lungfuls. He'd found shorter breaths still stung but it wasn't nearly as bad as the longer ones, but he could not survive on shorter breaths for long without making himself light headed and eventually his own body would give in and suck in the much needed oxygen. It was a cruel cycle that he could not break. 

Most of the horses had left, some swimming, some taking to the sky and he was sure he'd seen some weird contraption some used to float along the water. Ophelia had left his side a little while ago after he'd assured her he was alright. Though it meant he was once more stranded with strangers surrounding him, though they were familiar strangers. Ones he had fought with and had shared a unique experience with. Morenth struggled to his feet, though it caused a new wave of pain to go over him at the sudden movement and he gritted his teeth stubbornly until it subsided. Returning home was going to prove to be interesting.

notes: 
open for anyone. Set a little after the SWP fight.