Into the Darkness, we all must fight
Mountains are crumbling Like statues of clay

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Thinking she had thought wrong, about her crash being noticed. soft thumps of hooves told her otherwise, but only hinted her that one was on its way. Stranger or foe she could barely see with her current position. She twisted her head in a very uncomfortable way to see the approaching soul. the first thing that came into view was large hooves and thick legs covered in fuzzy hair. Oddly enough she restrained a soft giggle, the thick feathering around who's ever legs seemed so soft like blades of grass. " It will only be more of a challenge to remove the thorns if you stay in there longer than need be." The strangers voice cut her offset dreaming. The strangers voice was gentle, refined and differently not rough edge like a male, so this must be a mare. Twisting her head to strain her neck to see the mares face, she is surprise to find it gentle and wise looking just like her voice, and the mare was probably right about her lay around in the thorns, probably the only thing she understood was that, challenge, lay thorns. " i .." Before she could mutter any logical responses to the first mare. "Oh my! another higher pitched voice interrupts her.

Tilting her head to see the other mare approaching, her voice had given her away just like the first. this one seemed move spontaneous and much more talkative then the bigger mare. "I have had a bad landing a time or two," The smaller mare starts before adding "You will be sore come morning. But you will be fine." She was probably right,sore she felt already, but hard a hard time understand most of her conversation. she already felt that her wings and legs had strained on their crash. she was obviously forgetting her manners and simply nodded, she wasn't one to talk as much. The talk with the two had stopped her thinking about her pain, but even with her light weight she was sinking and crushing more the bushes and they adding more thorns to her skin. she would probably come out looking like a cactus and probably walking as if she sat on one.

She watches as the smaller mare talks to the larger one, agreeing on the fact it was going to get harder to get her out. She practically jumps as the mare spins around and gladly says "We are going to help you! Fallowed by the mares touch which she froze. her muscles turned into stone and she tensed. she was readying herself for a bite, for the pain and for ivory teeth to break skin. She even closed her eyes, remembering how much it hurt to be bit on the flanks. She cracked open an eye when the smaller mare presented herself. Rei, she had not yet snaked a sharp bite on her yet, though her defensive tensing had not yet subside. Friends, this word was foreign for her, the meaning empty. maybe to curious for her own good she asks in her broken voice "Friends? Good?" Unsure if this meant something good or bad, clueless she could barely understand what ever they said. she was poor in the common tongue, she was in a world of ignorance and this is way she was always alone, enable to make others understand her.

She had started to lower her defenses until the mare pronounced Eat among words she could Barely understand, She squeaked in fear. Terror was the only emotion building up, blinding her common sense. she fought and wiggled to get out of the bush, probably aggravating her wounds already. she literally flailed with her wings and rolled off. The pain was throbbing her numb, adrenaline pumped loudly in her veins, her heart ready to throw itself out of its cage. "No, no eat me" her voice broke from the upcoming sobs and hiccups. they were two against her and her wings far to sore to even be able to take off, even her legs to tired to run. her wings fell limply against her, the rest sprawled on the ground. she was beat, tired and hurting with no way of knowing they meant no harm.