Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20191130015156/@comment-44390494-20191201001035

Isla closed her eyes and imediatly drifted off, the nighttime sounds of the nature around her filling her sleep.

Orion lay down next to her, keeping her company. Most horses slept on their legs, but for some reason this one preferred to rest on the floor. Isla was still trying to figure out why.

Suddenly, there was a twig snap, and her horse's ears perked up, him staring with wild eyes at the moonlit darkness. Another twig snap.

Leaves crunching.

Then two black-cloaked figures came into his eye sight. The horse whinnied in panick, but Isla kept sleeping peacefuly, unaware of the danger she was currently in.

Orion jumped to his feet as the elves aproached, tugging harder and harder on his tied up rains until they fell of his muzzle, leaving only the bridle.

The figures froze, backing up a few steps when the wild horse reared defensively.

"That's the girl that was with her back at the school," one of them whispered.

"She's wearing gloves, do you think she's an enhacer?" The second one murmured back.

The first figure nodded, and it took out something pointy filled with some oozing purple liquid. "Stay still." It said as it slowly made its way over to the horse, attempting to inject it on his buttcheek.

The horse slipped away at the last second, barely managing to doddge the syringe.

The figure cursed under its breath, but then realized the horse's mistake. He had veered towards the left, leaving the black figure standing between him and his owner.

The horse, not knowing what to do, took off in panick. After all, he was just like any other animal would do. Follow his instincts.