A KISS ON THE HAND MAY BE QUITE CONTINENTAL,
BUT DIAMONDS ARE A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND

Pale maiden galloped across the vast fields, grass blades tickled somewhat close to her knee's as she went. Still fleeing from her past, she had been on the run for months, only stopping to quench her thirst where needed. The maiden barely ate. Ribs could be played like some kind of instrument, hip bones stuck out like little mountain peaks. Her once muscular bodice lacked it's tone. The little golden one was a mess, strands and clumps of her luxurious mane stuck to her chest, neck and whither's, coat gleamed with the sheen of sweat. Her tail matted with dirt and twigs stuck in random places halfway to her hocks. The princess was too bothered with escaping to even care what she looked like.  
The moon hid behind the tree's in an ominous fashion, in all its glorious perfection. And there just stood right underneath it was Eredhes, her mane gently catching the wind and billowing out around her. Tall blades of meadow grass swallowed up her more gingery legs. Tail lay flat against her rather round, huge buttocks. The young, beautiful lady wished to reach out and touch it's silvery surface with velveteen lips. She had never truly stopped and stared up into the moons face before and for some unknown reason, it washed a serene sensation all over her. The pale lady smiled, but not one of relaxation. A wicked smiled spread across a two toned muzzle. She had beaten death, essentially and she sure felt pretty stoked.
An odd array of scents caught up in the winds, tickled at her oddly colour nostrils. Large round audits twitched with curiosity. Something lulled her forwards, towards the large mass of evergreens. Pools of sky blue glanced around the dull field, mountains stuck out into the starry night sky. She had a choice to make, find out what these scents where or stay here out in the open for all to see. A beacon of light as the silvery glow lite up her pale coat, turning her into some kind of night light. She had to move into some place more hidden, at that she made the decision and made a turn upon her right hock and headed for the canopy of evergreen.
A sense of freedom washed over her as she entered the threshold of trees, carrying herself with an utmost self righteousness, her neck arched with a dancers elegance, cloven hooves glided softly across the mossy forest bed. She moved with a swift speed, but not quite at a flat out run, having to dodge a trunk here and there. Her audits picking up sounds from all around, as they twitched almost continuously. Small animals had emerged from their dens, most likely searching out for food to go back to bed during the day. They scuttled about, but she was not that interested in the animals of the forest tonight. The fragrances that lingered in the air was what was upon her mind. She wanted to understand what this was. For someone who had just almost died she was a little too curious for her own safety.
She heard a sudden snap and crack, sliding to a sudden halt; an burning inclination made her do so, something telling her to stop. As a thump loudly echoed through her dark tipped satellites, dust billowed up into sky blue eye's, briefly blinding her. The dust caused her to sneeze. She paused for a moment, observing the damage; when her sight was regained. The tree must have been old for it to have fallen suddenly at her feet. Just a moments before and she could have been crushed. How many more lives did the maiden have before she would befallen into harms palm. With a chuckle of glee she stepped ever so gracefully over the log, Only to have her head snapped towards the left. Her long fiery locks had become tangled with branches, her head caught in an awkward way, unable to back up in case of unbalancing one's self. Hocks brushed against the bark as she attempted to move, only causing her self to become more tangle. Sometimes she wished she was not so granted with a gorgeously long mane, but most of the time she reveled in it, boasting ones blessings. Though at this moment in time, she wished for it to be much shorter. She pulled a couple more times, but dared not to tare her mane, as much as she wanted to be free she did not want to have a bald spot either. With a sigh of defeat she gave in trying. She had managed to move her back end sideways and round so she stood more length ways against the tree's trunk, This was her only move she could possibly do without causing herself more trouble. Now all she had to do was wait for someone to possibly rescue her, That's if there were even more unicorns around here. She called out softly, a gentle nicker, hopefully someone would come to rescue the pale maiden. Perhaps a knight in shining armor, Oh one could surely dream of such niceties.

"Speaking"

[[OOC: Would just like you all to take a moment and admire this table made by Tai <3]]