Daggers molested the heavenly soil, stabbing the earth with an unusually joyful step. Something about having seen the pathetic stature of the dimwitted mare, Arvakl, brought me a sadistic joy that tickled at my funny bone. To see her thrashing about and throwing a temper tantrum because she was too ignorant to ignore the natural temptations of a salacious stallion was quit humorous to me. In truth, it made me wonder how many a mare I had left in that same situation. Drip lips pulled back to reveal stained ivories, whilst my tongue flicked out as though to savor the memories.

It seemed as though I was drawn to this island more and more, for inexplicable reasons that were beginning to gnaw at my brain and cause frustrations. But as I rounded a corner of the edge of the island, my dark orbs settled on a massive crowd of all various kinds of beings. For a second, I had completely forgotten about my new found position as a unicorn. My orbs narrowed and my nose crinkled with a snarl at the site of all the mutants, and a wild toss of my blade-topped crown cut through the wind with a swoosh reminded me that I was now one of them. For some reason, the gods of Aeon had decided to 'bless' me with their touch. This blessing caused me more hell than it was worth, and aside from an added weapon, there was nothing that brought me any more glory to be a pretentious unicorn. Reminding myself that standing there sneering at a crowd of beastly mutants was probably improper, and as my eyes darted to several other much larger beings, my expression changed to stone.

My eyes darted through the crowd, recognizing a few familiar faces -Arvakl's brought a chortle that I attempted to choke back- I began to wonder what they were starring at. A few beings stood off to the edge of the crowd, and I couldn't blame them. The very island itself was beginning to feel claustrophobic, the number of beings speaking and breathing and their companions were downright suffocating. Dark orbs focused through the spaces between the mares and stallions, particularly looking through their legs. Through their movements, I spotted a very strange looking creature that I had never come across before. Eying the creatures body, I wondered what it looked like underneath the shell, momentarily fantasizing about ripping it right from the creature's back to get a better look at the pulsating organs and oh so sweet metallic blood. But as the creature began to pass out gifts, my auds flicked back warily. Had I intruded upon something that I was no supposed to see? If not...Was I to receive something as well? Greedily I took another step or two forward, watching the turtle with hungry eyes.