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12-21-2012, 05:26 PM
A blue roan pegasus was drifting across the open skies. Blue eyes scanned the land below her, seeing only trees. Sierra swooped closer to the grond, staying just above the trees. Her ears picked up the most horrific and blood curdling scream.
"DADDY!!!"
Sierra felt as though she had heard this voice before. Without thinking she swooped down and landed. A horrific sight greeted her unknowing eyes. A pegasus colt wriggled on the ground, blood seemed to pour from his chest. Midas was there too, and he was clearly angered at the blood bay stallion. Finally Sierra realized who this child was. It was Midas's son.
With anger filling her heart she galloped closer towards the scene. She skidded to a halt and glanced around. Her heart beat a mile a minute and her coat became caked in sweat. A few calming breaths helped only the slightest bit as the blue roan rushed to the side of the young child. There she saw a pheonix beside the child. Sierra tried to think of how to stop the bleeding. She couldn't, there was nothing she could do. Sierra was a soldier who aided in battle, not a medic who healed the wounded.
Sierra swept her delicate white wing over the young colt. She lifted her head up, watching Midas as he charged straight for the cursed blood bay that hurt this child. Her focus constantly changed between Midas and the blood bay to the young and wounded pegasus.
OOC: Cera oh noes!:C
WC: 253
"DADDY!!!"
Sierra felt as though she had heard this voice before. Without thinking she swooped down and landed. A horrific sight greeted her unknowing eyes. A pegasus colt wriggled on the ground, blood seemed to pour from his chest. Midas was there too, and he was clearly angered at the blood bay stallion. Finally Sierra realized who this child was. It was Midas's son.
With anger filling her heart she galloped closer towards the scene. She skidded to a halt and glanced around. Her heart beat a mile a minute and her coat became caked in sweat. A few calming breaths helped only the slightest bit as the blue roan rushed to the side of the young child. There she saw a pheonix beside the child. Sierra tried to think of how to stop the bleeding. She couldn't, there was nothing she could do. Sierra was a soldier who aided in battle, not a medic who healed the wounded.
Sierra swept her delicate white wing over the young colt. She lifted her head up, watching Midas as he charged straight for the cursed blood bay that hurt this child. Her focus constantly changed between Midas and the blood bay to the young and wounded pegasus.
OOC: Cera oh noes!:C
WC: 253
