wild west fantasy
Who: John Marston and Amalthea
When: 9/15 evening before the sirens
Where: forest
Summary: JOHN MARSTON IS GOING TO TRY TO BREAK A UNICORN! Except he thinks it's just a pretty horse. ...He gets distracted by things like this easily okay.
Warnings:
John approached the forest with hurried trepidation. He hadn't expected wild horses on the island, and the sirens would be going off sooner than he'd like. His horse, summoned just a few days ago (since the last one met a gruesome monster-death before he could find shelter for it), flicked its ears and snorted as he urged it towards the forest edge.
John paused as his horse hesitated, well aware that the animal could sense things he himself hadn't detected yet. "Come on now..." He patted it on the neck, then encouraged it through the line of trees while keeping his senses alert for the sound of the siren and the white coat of the "horse" he pursued.
When: 9/15 evening before the sirens
Where: forest
Summary: JOHN MARSTON IS GOING TO TRY TO BREAK A UNICORN! Except he thinks it's just a pretty horse. ...He gets distracted by things like this easily okay.
Warnings:
John approached the forest with hurried trepidation. He hadn't expected wild horses on the island, and the sirens would be going off sooner than he'd like. His horse, summoned just a few days ago (since the last one met a gruesome monster-death before he could find shelter for it), flicked its ears and snorted as he urged it towards the forest edge.
John paused as his horse hesitated, well aware that the animal could sense things he himself hadn't detected yet. "Come on now..." He patted it on the neck, then encouraged it through the line of trees while keeping his senses alert for the sound of the siren and the white coat of the "horse" he pursued.