A herd
You have entered this costume with no idea what will be ahead of you. Wings outside of your back you whiny unsatisfied with the situation at hand. For all you know this could be the end, but you're a determined soul has made it so you will continue on. To find the next world, to find the next costume. With hooves firmly plastered onto the ground, you start to gallop towards the strange obstacle out in front of you. The first night would be spent here at this monolith.
The monolith that you had approached was pure white. With four large pillars supporting an overhang that looked much like greek architecture. Calmly your eyes scan over the area, perhaps there would be some sort of life that you could speak to. So far there was no such luck, just the sounds of your hooves underneath you. You stop directly underneath it - with the sun well into the sky you decide that there is still time to explore. Ahead of this monolith is a yellow stoned path. Cutting straight through the grassy hills surrounding you since you entered this world.
Carefully, you straighten a leg. Trying to test the land as you stand onto it. Deeming it safe you then start on your way across the path your hands touching the monolith’s carefully. Suddenly you are realizing you need to get used to your senses. Clumsy hooves don’t bode well, as you stretch your wings to get a good feel for those as well - not big enough to fly sadly. You pivot your ears forward to listen to the sounds around you - in which there are none. Just the silence and clicking of your hooves against stone. Who was here, who ran this place. There was so much you wanted to find out before you moved onto the next world in the next costume. That was the ultimate goal here to find the next costume and escape.
Soon there is a break in the path then. Beyond your sight is a group of horses, pegasus and non alike. There are about four standing in a group talking with each other. You cannot make out what they are saying just yet but their whispers were collectively raising. First the brown one perks it’s head up. With brown wings as well - you stop as the pegasus approaches your white form. Expecting him to attack you at first instead you are greeted warmly by the brown stallion.
“Greetings stranger, what brings you here?” He says as you take a moment to collect yourself. Did they know of the costumes, could you trust them with that information anyway. If you gave off the wrong information then it could be the end of you. You just wanted to move onto the next world before any trouble made itself present.
“Just passing through.” You finally answer as the Stallion then flashes you a soft smile. He turned to the other three.
“You are free to stay as long as you like here, there is a lake not far off surrounded by a forest. Plenty of grass to graze on and places to fly. These are my friends.” The stallion went to introduce the rest of the group there. Two mares and another stallion. It seemed like they were close but you reminded yourself while they were kind you could spend no more than maybe two nights here. Graciously however, you accept his offer to stay as it seemed there was a good source of water and food and you don’t know when you’ll be able to get that again.
You start along the path towards the lake that the stallion instructed was there. Happily as you were trying to get used to your clumsy hooves anyway. Your wings shifting along your back as you stopped under the note that your stomach has made it’s presence known. The hunger hits you suddenly, and you look around to notice a tree near the lake with apples hanging off of it. The Stallion had been right to say that there was plenty of food. You couldn’t imagine having to graze in a field. Though as you are now, you might not have minded regardless.
Carefully you walked over towards the tree. Craning your arms upwards to take a bite of the apple feeling the juices fill up your mouth. Your body is filled with bliss, jumping against the trunk you decide to gather a few of these apples. Snapping them from their connections to the tree and letting them fall. After maybe five had fallen you stacked them into a pile and headed towards the water's edge only a few feet away. Lowering your head to take up a drink, cupping the water within your hands. You didn’t even realize how sore and dry your throat was until now. Feeling the cold relief of the rushing water. As you raised your head, you silently wondered when you’d find out a way to get out of here. Towards the next costume.
Letting those thoughts fade from you, one of the mares had now made its way towards the river. A soft smile on her face as she took a drink from the lake. “So what made you come here?” she asked you. You weren’t really sure how to answer her at first. How much could you actually share, and how little could you share without it being considered suspicious.
Written by Rivaxorus on 08 May 2017