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12-12-2016, 05:16 PM
It took a second for Rye to realize he was falling and when he finally did his body had already hit the ground with a loud thwump! that pushed all his air out in one loud gasp. The fall must not have been long because there was no pain of broken bones but his body still screamed from hitting the ground so hard. Rye’s body lay motionless on the snow covered ground and let his body gather the shock of hitting the ground so hard, he was still blindfolded and his front legs were still tied though so he would be stuck there for a long time.
Finally the ice cold air clawed its way into his lungs and the striped stallion exhaled loud with a ”fuuuuuuuccckkkk that hurt” so then began the process of standing up. Phantom memories of colt - hood gathered as Rye put one striped leg forward at a time and slowly lifted his body up, an audible pop sounded from his sore joints. This was expected if one fell from high up. Front legs still tied Rye took a slow step forward so he would not fall, his lion like tail flickered from side to side and he crept at a snails pace.
