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She had been running for a while, longer than any mortal horse could. Her head kept feeling funny but she kept pushing the feeling away no matter how insistent it became. She coldn't shake the feeling and had almost lost her footing trying to shake it away. She ran through it all; her tears, her pain, her anger, even her blood as she began to get scratched from the rough forest around her. To look at her you would have thought she was some forest monster coming after you! Her mane and tail all matted up, her feathers clumped with blood, dried and fresh, and mud. She was a running horror story with the wild, unseeing eyes and weird head shake to boot!
The air became heavier and she slowed, still not registering much, when it started to sprinkle and then rain in earnest within seconds.
Shelter.
She trotted up to a tree and leaned against it, exhausted. The tree's branches kept the multitude of the rain off of her but every once in a while it would feel like buckets were being poured over her, ice torrents that cooled her down and washed away everything. She fell asleep leaning on that tree in the midst of a hurricane.
Her plant powers awakened and created a barrier around her to protect her from the storm. A vine had quickly gone up the tree and formed a frame over her. Then out of this vine huge thin leaves, like that off of a banana tree, started growing and overlapping. This big green ball then flowered, a single flower at the top of her fortress that was one of the most beautiful reds and oranges that had ever been seen, an unknown flower brought to life only the fiery anger and heart break of the mare. This flower's dew started to coat the leaves thanks to the rain's help.
Once the storm passed, the dew hardened forming an almost plastic-wrapped-looking clump around the mare. The flower staying open during the day and closing at night, it was such an odd but beautiful sight and there was no one around to see it.
She slept soundly for a couple of days in her protective tomb, until there was a faint thudding sound on the outside....
The air became heavier and she slowed, still not registering much, when it started to sprinkle and then rain in earnest within seconds.
Shelter.
She trotted up to a tree and leaned against it, exhausted. The tree's branches kept the multitude of the rain off of her but every once in a while it would feel like buckets were being poured over her, ice torrents that cooled her down and washed away everything. She fell asleep leaning on that tree in the midst of a hurricane.
Her plant powers awakened and created a barrier around her to protect her from the storm. A vine had quickly gone up the tree and formed a frame over her. Then out of this vine huge thin leaves, like that off of a banana tree, started growing and overlapping. This big green ball then flowered, a single flower at the top of her fortress that was one of the most beautiful reds and oranges that had ever been seen, an unknown flower brought to life only the fiery anger and heart break of the mare. This flower's dew started to coat the leaves thanks to the rain's help.
Once the storm passed, the dew hardened forming an almost plastic-wrapped-looking clump around the mare. The flower staying open during the day and closing at night, it was such an odd but beautiful sight and there was no one around to see it.
She slept soundly for a couple of days in her protective tomb, until there was a faint thudding sound on the outside....
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