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>>152400It isn’t long at all before a taxi comes and picks the two creatures up. The older looking purple stallion driving is fairly talkative, but takes them directly to the Saint Prancis Orphanage.
>>152401I imagine Silver would oblige the driver as they travel with idle conversation. When they arrive, he pays the driver, and exits the taxi with Mala.
"Well, here we are, Mala."
>>152402The stallion tells of how he’s lived in the city for a while, how taxis were not especially common just a few short years ago, and how Cherry Hill especially has built up. He engages Mala directly, asking him if he speaks Ponish. And if Silver’s service is brought up, that’s a rabbit hole he tumbles straight down.
Saint Prancis orphanage is an unassuming two story brick building on the northwest side of town opposite Cherry Hill. The drive avoids the less savory parts of Cowtown and Eastside with a more northerly route. Mala steps out, and looks around at the plentiful foliage.
>>152403Silver heads towards the building, enters, and smiles at whatever nun is up at the front.
"Hello, I am back."
>>152404“Hello.” A nun answers. Silver doesn’t really recall her, but she seems to have an idea of who silver is. She recoils, and moves slightly behind the door frame when she she’s the large gnoll next to Silver.
>>152405"Oh, this is my friend Mala."
He pulls the hyena into a side hug, showcasing how fluffy and friendly he is, just like the Unicorn.
"I was wondering if we could see White Orchid and Mint Marine again."
>>152406Mala seems to like the hug, leaning slightly into it, and lowering his ears for a moment. Silver can feel how the main barrel of his body is much taller than it is wide, or how loose his belly is.
The Nun's eyes remain wide
"Um... White Orchid, I think is practicing for a play. Mint Marine, I am not sure about..."
>>152407"Hmm, do you know where Mint Marine would be?"
>>152408“Uh…. I suppose I can fetch the two of them for you. You can - you can step in.” She says, moving from the doorway
>>152409Silver smiles, before stepping in with his friend.
"Thank you!"
>>152410Silver, and then Mala step into the large entryway of the orphanage. There is a delay of perhaps a minute and a half before a large... well, a large something comes through the hallway on the right.
Silver sees a red dragon-serpent looking costume thing which has a paper machete head with tendrils on the long snout, plastic eyes, a yellow belly, a long back that arches up with about three cardboard(?) fins/spikes, and a long green, fabric tail. The head section seems to be proped up with something solid, while the tail seems to be stuffed with something. There are two thin arms on the costume, eaach of which is connected to a thinner rod that seems designed to facilitate movement. Inside of this fabric and paper machete monster is a familiar face, sticking out from the lower yellow neck. It's White Orchid. His legs are covered in black stockings, as are his thighs. He looks happily to Silver.
>>152411Silver feigns terror in a fairly obvious and playful way, if evidenced by the smile on his face when White Orchid comes in.
"Oh no, it is ferocious terrifying dragon! What will we do!?"
>>152412"Ha! Actually it's a freshwater serpent" the costumed colt replies
"What brings you here?"
>>152413"Oh, my mistake. It is ferocious terrifying freshwater serpent!"
He maintains the facade for a moment before breaking into smiles and laughter. He runs up and gives the colt a hug, being careful not to damage his costume.
"It is great to see you again, White Orchid. I hope I am not interrupting."
>>152414It isn't particularly easy to hug the colt, particularly because of the cardboard fins that stick out of the costume's back. White Orchid also seems a little less comfortable with male touching than Mala does (at least when the costume is on), tapping his hooves.
"No no, we were starting to practice for a play, you see..."
White Orchid turns his head, and then shoots back in place, slightly bending one of the fins, as Silver is still presumably hugging him
"Ahhh!"
His terror is a bit less feigned
>>152415Oh, right, almost forgot about his aversion to contact. Silver tilts his head at the colt and lets go of him.
"What is wrong?"
>>152416"What is that?!" he says, pointing at Mala
>>152417"Hmm?" Silver replies, looking back at Mala.
"Oh, that is my friend, Mala. He is very friendly. We rescued him on our most recent mission, and he helped to save many other people."
>>152418Mala's eyes are a little wide, and he tilts his head down,, looking to the ground
"Is it safe?"
However, this scene is interrupted by the arrival of the nun, and a familiar blue unicorn, who looks to Silver, to White Orchid, and then with concern, to Mala
>>152394Even zebra foals are cute, she muses to herself.
It's nice to see a large, happy family.However, her attention is quickly captured by the pegasus performing the impressive dive, and then by by the stallion who is impressive in another way. She can guess how a "dive" by him will turn out.
>>152420One of the zebra fillies runs over to the side of the pool, evidently to come to one of the zebra colts, who is inside the pool next to her. However, she comes up a little two quickly, and a hoof slips on the wet concrete. Her leg slips into the pool, then she falls, she makes a "Yip!" sound, and she falls on her side in the water. She stabilizes herself as the colt comes along to help her up.
The
Impressive does not go to the diving board, as interesting a sight as that might be. Rather, he goes to the edge of the water, dips a hoof in, looks down at the water, forms his forelegs into a diving pose, and jumps right in. If Amber ever had interest in what a meteor would look like crashing into the ocean, she surely now sees the same in miniature. He enters the water belly first. It looks uncomfortable, but the stallion doesn't seem to sense a difference, and extends one leg in front of the other swimming. Meanwhile, the young colt, so un-phased in his laps so far, is swept away by the waves, trying to thrust his head above water to get a gasp of air. The Pegasus, further away from the epicenter, swims along, using his wings to push the water behind him as he goes.
Mustard Trim makes a turn, and now circles around the right half of Amber clockwise.
>>152421Amber, as far away as she is, can't help but flinch with such a huge bellyflop. It's amusing to her, but the humorous nature of the situation is cut short by the colt's apparent distress. Still not paying attention to Mustard, she puts her forehoofs on the edge of the pool and lifts herself partways. She watches intently to see if the colt will recover or if another pony will help him.
>>152422There is a moment where the colt is overturned in the tumultuous water. After a couple seconds, he recovers, takes a breath, lingers on the surface of the water some seconds, and then returns to swimming laps. Mustard Trim takes a moment to look over at the commotion, if Amber cares to look. The large stallion continues waddling forth in the water, making a lap, and turning around. The Pegasus has already made almost two laps in that time.
>>152419"He," Silver corrects, "and yes, Mala is very friendly, I would not be friends with him otherwise."
Silver looks over to Mint Marine, and smiles.
"Hello Mint! It is good to see you again."
>>152424“Hello.” Mint Marine says. His voice is lacking in elation as he walks in, although judging from his expression, that may be from concern or confusion at the prescience of the hyena and the lake monster.
>>152423Amber breathes a sigh of relief and relaxes, and then turns back to Mustard.
"There are a lot of different ponies around. This see-ment pond is so very different from swimming in a regular pond or lake." She smirks and continues,
"Want to swim some laps?" >>152426“Uh… sure” he says, attempting a smile
>>152425"Ah. Some of foals here are holding play. Anyways, meet Mala. He is friend of mine."
>>152427She pulls herself out of the water, shaking her mane and swishing her tail to get rid of some of the water before she walks on the cement. A very good idea pops into her head, and she looks to see if there is an open spot/lane that has a diving board.
>>152428Mint Marine slowly moves closer, and more closely to Mala.
"What are you?" Mint Marine asks
"I am Kaftar." He answers
"But I suppose the term used by ponies is 'gnoll'."
>>152429It's just a little crowded, but doable. There is a free diving board to be sure
>>152430Amber grins and slowly climbs up the ladder onto the diving board. She looks down to really make sure the water is deep enough and steels herself.
>>152430"I call him 'big, friendly, and fluffy'."
>>152431Oh it’s deep enough. This is a competition swimming pool. It’s on the smaller side of competition swimming pools, but it’s built did it all the same. The real question is, is Amber built for it?
>>152432Mint Marine moves closer, and extends a hoof. Mala extends a pas, and the two shake paws/hooves.
White Orchid, however….
“Are you… sure he doesn’t eat ponies?”
Mala turns his head to White Orchid, twists his ears, and lowers his head
>>152433Confident in herself, she takes the dive. Do I roll tumble?
>>152436Amber dives into the water rather gracefully, smoothly retaining the infernos of her jump to push her into the lap.
>>152437She feels the cool air breeze past her for a minute before becoming submerged in the lukewarm water. Quickly surfacing, Amber looks to make sure she's headed in the right direction before settling into a breaststroke. If she wasn't busy regulating her breathing, she would smiling for how pleasant it is to be immersed and have a chance for exercise.
>>15243825 meters from one side to the other, and chlorinated water at 82 degrees. If ever there were a time and place for exercise in water, it’s here and now.
>>152439She lets herself loose and swims with carefree abandon, only making sure she doesn't collide with other swimmers. She realizes that she brought Mustard here and ought to spend time with him, but there will be time for talk after swimming.
>>152440Mustard seems to join in, though he stays out of her way and stays in his lane.
Avoiding collisions is sadly harder than it should be, but Amber doesn’t need to slow herself by much to get around others.
>>152433Silver nods to White Orchid.
"100% positive."
>>152442“Oh. Okay” he answers
Mint Marine almost pets Mala
>>152443Silver looks at Mint, smiles, and nods him on.
>>152445"That he is. He is great to pet and hug."
He smiles at Mala now.
>>152441She keeps swimming for a good amount of time until she's somewhat tired. Then, when Mustard doesn't suspect it, she swims underneath him and pulls him underwater.
>>152446Mint Marine comes in closer, and starts rubbing the fur on Mala’s back; that portion of the land that doesn’t stop, but spans all the way down to the base of the tail.
Mala smiles back
>>152447https://youtu.be/yrEvK-tv5OIAnd Mustard Trim is pulled under the water. Never suspected a thing.
>>152448She hold him in her clutches only for a couple of seconds before releasing him and letting him resurface. She pops up a moment after with a grin on her face.
>>152448"You do like petting, right Mala?"
>>152449“Wha” he looks confused and frightened for a moment. But then when he sees Amber, he starts to laugh
“Hahaha”
Then he dives under water, snd grabs Amber’s legs, attempting to pull her under.
>>152450“I don’t know… I haven’t really been pet before.”
>>152452"Well, it feels nice, yes?"
>>152452"Hey!" she exclaims. She kicks her legs, not hard enough to cause inadvertent injury, but to get him to release her.
>>152454“A little.” He says.
White Orchid starts to move closer, a bit less afraid, and more intrigued of the new creature
>>152455Too late. She is dragged under the water, with her head and eyes completely submerged. She’s let go almost immediately, but still.
>>152456Though she has had barely any time to catch a breath, she doubles around and grabs him by the midsection, pushing him back up. When Amber's head emerges she's panting and laughing.
>>152456To help reassure the costumed colt, Silver goes towards Mala, standing by him happily.
>>152457“Ah!” He doesn’t go as far up as she goes down, with gravity and all, but he goes up enough to fall back down. He laughs as well. But he’s not content to leave it at that. Instead, he grabs her around the waist and pulls her up out of the water, before falling down while holding her.
>>152458White Orchid comes up, and extends a black stocked leg outwards, barely touching Mala. Mala makes an expression almost like he’s intimidated by the large costume
>>152460Silver pats the big, fluffy hyena on top of his head.
>>152459
"Blrblrblrb!" Amber is caught off-guard by this but after the splash she wriggles out of his hold, pushing underneath him and reappearing behind him. "Nothing personal, colt," she says, before sweeping her forelegs together to spray him with water.
>>152462For a moment he feels he has overstepped a boundary, then he is confused as to her whereabouts, and then, only then, at the last moment does he realize he has been out maneuvered
"Ahh!"
He is splashed with water, and falls into the water. But he twists his body as he does so, and with a wide sweep of his foreleg, splashes Amber in return.
>>152461He is pat, and smiles.
>>152463"See colts? Mala is very friendly. I am glad to be his friend."
>>152464And both colts start petting him, which he seems okay with
>>152465While both colts double team pet him, Silver attacks from the rear and hugs him at the same time.
>>152463This time Amber takes initiative, taking a gulp of air before diving and grabbing the colt's hind legs, pulling him along in the water.
>>152467Mala lets out a “yelp,” which startled the colts. But he is hugged, all the same.
>>152467“Ah!” Amber starts to pull him along, although his slightly larger size and buoyancy make this just a little difficult
>>152468"It is okay, colts. I am just demonstrating how good he is for hugging."
>>152468Amber tries to see how far she can drag a pony while swimming underwater.
[1d20+2 = (3+2) = 5] >>152470Not. Very. Far.
His turn
[1d20+2 = (20+2) = 22]>>152469Mint Marine in particular looks on in intrigue
“You found him?” He asks, as if for confirmation
>>152470>>152471Mustard Trim grabs her forelegs, pulls her up next to him, as if in a dance in the water, swings her around, and then twirls her, spinning her off in the water.
>>152471Silver nods.
"On our most recent mission, Mala was one of several people we rescued from group of traffickers. Mala personally chose to pick up weapon and save many people from their clutches."
>>152472She goes along with the dance, her hair twisting around her head and body as she spins in the transparent medium. She falls to the bottom and bounces off one leg back up to meet him, grabbing his hips to pull herself up.
>>152473White Orchid expresses horror. Mint Marine expresses horror, but then anger
Mint Marine:
"Did you beat those traffickers?"
Mala lowers his head
White Orchid asks
"Did you save those ponies?"
Mala answers timidly:
"Yes..."
>>152474"Woah! Heh heh"
He smiles, looking into her eyes
>>152475As he peers into her purple eyes, Amber thinks,
He's leaving himself open! Time for an attack of opportunity! She uses her left forehoof in a clothesline maneuver to dunk him on his back. She can't help but giggle.
>>152475"That he did, to both of those. Mala here is hero."
He looks right at Mala from his rear hugging position, and smiles brightly.
"He should be proud that he helped save them."
>>152476Sadly, he's hasn't proven himself a very good opponent, He is dunked with a "wah!"
He submerges, stays under, and grabs Amber by her hind legs to pull her down.
>>152476He smiles, and wags his tail
"You should tell us all about it" White Orchid says
>>152478
She doesn't directly resist this time. Instead, she doubles over and grabs him by the back, twisting her body as she wrestles him underwater. Her hooves slip on his wet coat but she attempts to retain a tight hold.
>>152480He drags her down and she grabs onto him. He tries to continue like this for some seconds, but eventually pushes himself up above water, with Amber on his back
>>152479"Well...alright. I think I can tell appropriate story about how we stopped traffickers and saved those they captured."
Silver finds a good storytelling seat, sits down, and motions for Mala and the two colts to gather around.
>>152481It's an odd sight, as she is upside-down. She falls off backwards with a splash and flips upright. She pushes her mane out of her face, grinning at Mustard.
"Wrassling is fun, ain't it?"It's a small miracle they haven't been kicked out yet for horseplay.
>>152483"Yeah, a bit" he answers.
Amber can see that the lifeguard assigned to monitor the pools has struck up a conversation with a mare and hasn't seemed to notice the thrashing about in the pool. Multiple other attendees, however, have taken notice, giving the pair odd stares.
>>152485"Sure" He says, moving to the edge of the pool. The lifeguard by this point has been cajoled by a mare into taking notice of the duo, and he belatedly says "No horseplay," only after the two horses have ceased playing.
>>152482Mala sits next to him. Mint Marine prefers to stand. White Orchid would sit, except his costume doesn’t entirely allow it.
>>152486Amber pulls herself out of the water, chlorinated water dripping, shakes herself off, and walks over to an unclaimed chair where she plops herself down. She waits to see if Mustard will take a chair beside her.
>>152490If she sits next to an open chair, he indeed will. He casually sits down next to her.
>>152489Silver starts to tell them the story of how they stopped the traffickers at Hoebuck. Mala perhaps notices that as he tells it, Silver leaves out a few details. For instance, the other gnolls, his position among the group at Hoebuck before being rescued (Silver describes finding him leashed by himself), and some of the more gruesome, not appropriate for foals-kind of details and findings like the garbage chute full of bones. He also doesn't really elaborate any on the cultists they fought, mostly lumping them in with the other traffickers, and describing Boek as just a powerful spellcaster. Instead, Silver's story focuses mostly on the battles the group had, with a bit of embelishment and atmosphere to give the story an almost cinematic quality for the colts' enjoyment. He describes Mala's part in the fights as a very heroic one, jumping into the blows that were targetted towards teammates, using his growl to ward off aggressors or intimidate them into submission, wielding a sword like a heroic knight, and his immense strength to help Silver when even he himself got injured.
>>152491Not her usual posture, but comfortable enough. She looks to see how the other swimmers are doing.
>>152492Mint Marine is horrified, genuinely horrified, and unable to reply.
To White Orchid, however, he replies,
“I think I heard a radio play like that before.”
>>152493Probably a little bit better with Amber and Mustard Trim gone. A few mates and fillies casually loungue in the pool or around it, while several colts and stallions do laps, or lounge themselves.
>>152494"...is my life just radio play? That is not first time I have heard that about my adventures."
>>152497Mint Marine quivers, but does not reply.
>>152499“Y-yes?” He finally answers
Amber leans back casually and turns to Mustard beside her. She remarks, "It doesn't have the same embrace of nature that a classic pond has, but this is much more inviting in the winter. No wonder there are so many ponies here. I'm not seeing any griffons though, is it true they hate water?"
>>152500He bends down to look him in the eye, and speaks in a soft, concerned voice.
"Are you okay?"
>>152501“I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe if we stick around long enough, one will show up. The whole Williams society is really more of a pony thing though, anyways.” He blinks
“Though I’ve never seen a Griffin in the water.”
>>152502Mint Marine looks him back in the eye, shaking.
“I’m, I’m alright.”
>>152503She ponders about something.
"I don't know much about the Williams Society at all. I heard they're a charity of sorts?"Amber gets up and picks up a couple of body towels with her teeth. She throws one to Mustard and returns to her seat, draping the other around herself.
"I was sitting careless...and cold," she explains.
>>152503He smiles at him.
"You are clearly not alright. What is wrong, son?"
>>152504“Well, they are like a youth group. I think it was originally religious, or something. Now it’s sort of like a gym, or, well, a pool.”
He turns over and looks to Amber, not understanding her last words
“What do you mean?”
>>152505“Eh…” he shivers again
“It reminds me…”
>>152505>>152506Mala steps closer to Mint Marine, and places a paw on him, and then a foreleg. He starts to pet him.
>>152506Silver looks sadly at the colt.
"Oh...I am so sorry, Mint. But that is why ponies like me and Mala exist. We are here to stop baddies."
>>152508>>152509“I… I know.” He says. “I know.”
A grave expression has likewise consumed White Orchid’s face, even if he hold together better.
>>152510“I think it’s kind of helpful.” He says
“I don’t see the problem with sitting.” He says, making an awkward smile
>>152511As Mala pets Mint, Silver decides it would be a good idea to in turn pet Orchid.
>>152512White Orchid turns, looking strangely at Silver. He is still dressed in a large dragon-serpent costume. Silver gets a feel of a red fabric set of scales on Orchid’s back. Again, he is less comfortable with touching than Mala is, evidently.
>>152513“Heh” he responds, stretching a leg, and lounging about.
“I’m just fine with this. All if this.” He replies
>>152514She likewise stretches out her body, pushing her forelegs up above her.
"Does your school encourage swimming?
I think they oughta." >>152514He smiles sheepishly at him.
"Sorry. My ways of soothing others is rather limited."
>>152515"My school doesn't have a pool" He says
"Kind of limited in the physical education. Rope climbing and dodge ball, but we're inside the city. We don't have a full sized race track."
>>152516He looks back
"It's okay."
>>152517"Anyways...maybe I could see what your play will look like? Mala and Mint can continue to bond if they wish to."
>>152518"Well, yeah. But there's walking. And jogging. And being a waiter. Besides, I've never worked in the fields.
>>152519"Yeah! We've only been working on it for a few days now. It was Dark Star's idea, you know."
>>152520"Really? He told me he visited you, but I did not know he was artistically inclined. Show me!"
>>152521"Well, come this way." He says, turning to the doorway. The long tail of the costume nearly hits Silver along the way
>>152522Silver's dexterous reactions help him evade being hit, certainly. He follows the costumed colt.
I think I have to sleep now
>>152523"Well, I suppose my grandparents had to pull a plow. But I didn't figure I ever would." He says. "I kind of hoped I wouldn't have to."
>>152527"You're lucky. My pa didn't grow up as a farmer, but my ma did, and depending on the type of work it wears on you." She continues melancholically,
"Plus there's always the risk of the harvest not being enough...." >>152528"Yeah I'm... I'm not sure I ever want to be a farmer..." He looks over for a moment. "Just being a waiter wears on me."
>>152529"It ain't that bad...," she says, smiling at him.
"We all have to start somewhere, but you'll find better work for sure. What are you plannin' eventually?" wonders what the orphanage play will be about
>>152524>>152532Silver follows the little pony down white washed hallways, past wooden doors, and to a set of double doors at the end. The doors open into a room that spans both floors, sloping down with rows of seats towards a raised wooden stage. The chairs have built in wooden tables in front of them, and the whole room most closely resembles a university lecture hall. With white walls, a shallow stage, no backstage, and large windows providing natural light the room is suboptimal for a play, yet still silver can see that and effort is being made. Three foals are on the stage . One pink unicorn filly wears a white, thin garnet, while a green and a brown Colt each wear face paint, interestingly, of whichever of those two colors, green and brown, the colt lacks. There are two large paper machete trees on the center right and center left of the stage. Two nuns in robs sit in the first row, watching them.
>>152533"Hmm...this looks quite nice! What is play about?"
>>152534White Orchid walks ahead of Silver. The tail, long and unwieldy, touches the ground and drags along it as he descends down the sloping center path. He attempts to turn to Silver
“It’s a play about the story of Saint Colopa.”
Both nuns turn to the two arrivals, and one starts to get up.
>>152535Silver nods to the nuns, and smiles to Orchid.
"I am bit fuzzy, what is story of Saint Colopa?"
>>152536“It’s a Saint. From the early days after Hearthswarming. She went further south, and came upon some native ponies. And they didn’t trust her exactly. But there was this river, and this river had a ferocious monster. Or so they said there was a ferocious monster. And then one day she had to cross this river, and she had some of the leaders with them because they were going to a meeting or something. Like, some sort of dispute between clans and she was trying to mediate if, but they had to go back to their sacred place which was across the river. Anyways, there was this river. And the river had a monster in it. And the natives thought the monster would attack. And it almost did. But Saint Colopa tried to talk to the monster, and it was threatening at first, but they found out that the monster was just afraid of the ponies because of their traps and how they placed logs in the river. So she showed the monster kindness and befriended the monster. And this impressed the leaders of the clans, and got them to stop fighting each other. And they later joined Equestria, probably because of her and that day.”
>>152537Silver smiles wider.
"It is story that is example of what makes Equestria special. It is also kind of like meeting Mala, do you not think?"
>>152538The colt tries to look back, finds that the costume doesn't really allow this, and then tries to turn all the way around, with the tail squishing up against a wooden base of a table top. He tries to look up at Silver, within the frame of the red and yellow costume.
"Like what?" He asks
>>152539"You saw Mala and were afraid and thought he was ferocious, but when you got to know him, you found he was rather friendly."
>>152540He turns his head away, which has the effect of turning the dragon's head away.
"Yeah..."
>>152541Silver resists the urge to pet Orchid to cheer him up.
"I like what you have set up here! Do you know if play will be open to public?"
>>152542"I think it would be neat if it were" He says.
However, a green earth pony (or pegasus?) mare with green coat, and bright blue mane walks up, wearing the black robes of a nun.
"Are you here looking to adopt or foster?" She asks. Then, baring teeth
"Or are you from the State?"
>>152543He looks over at the nun, and shakes his head.
"I am not from State, no. I am just visiting with White Orchid right now, but maybe in near future..."
He cuts himself off as he looks around again at the set.
"Why is play not open to public?"
>>152544"Are you a relative?"
Evidently she doesn't expect Silver to answer this question, as she blinks, and follows up with another statement
"They are foals. They are only just beginning to practice."
>>152545Silver avoids answering the first question anyways because of its answer.
"What about later date, after some practice?"
>>152547"I do not know, but I imagine there is at least one pony out there who would. Hang fliers around town, attract ponies to watch play of our history, and you can use event to encourage ponies to adopt."
>>152548She sighs
"Perhaps it would give the foals a goal to follow. But for now, just putting on a full play for other foals would be an accomplishment. Maybe for a church or more if they are successful."
>>152549He looks at the stage.
"I do not know. They seem to be doing good so far."
>>152550"Well, we are practicing lines now. It took us several days to decide on a play. And to design props..."
>>152551"Can I stay and watch little bit?"
>>152553He smiles, and finds a seat to sit in.
Spark might be finally free tomorrow
Due to unforeseen events I won't be able to play for the next couple of weeks. I wish this was because of happy news.
>>151575Iron's ear flickers at the sounds of the presumed small creature, causing him to look over there in awe while continuing to walk to their destination. "I wonder what sort of animals are in here," he soon utters with great intrigue while he now ensures to be right next to Cauldron rather than the back of the line. "Do you know, Black?"
>>152563"It's a uh..." She looks away "I'm more familiar with the plants... and this isn't exactly the jungle. But uh.." She stops to look over at the bush, and moves multiple steps closer. White Sands, almost uneasy, keeps her distance from the bush, and focuses her eyes forward, and then up at the sky, onto the mountainside, and behind them as she steps ahead of the two.
The bush shakes, once, and then suddenly in a big movement. Then slowly, a very large and fat looking rodent with black fur. Black Cauldron smiles. "That's a guinea pig." She says
>>152564Iron's eyes sparkle in amazement, having never seen one of those creatures before before gently leaning down her neck to meet the guinea pig at eye level. "Hello, little guinea pig," he enthusiastically yet calmly greeted the robust newcomer.
>>152565The creature is fearless, not running away at the encroaching ponies, though it does seem to change course somewhat from its previous path as it waddles through an open section of dirt and mud, and moves to a fern plant.
>>152566Iron nods in approval, quite proud of the rodent's bravery at essentially ignoring the big hooved quadrupeds near him. "Quite the inspiring animal," he mused with an appreciative smile before looking at Cauldron with a small degree of playfulness. "Reminds me of myself."
>>152567Black Cauldron turns her head up, smiling with pressed down lips. She lets out something like a suppressed laugh.
“How does he remind you of you, exactly?”
The rodent begins to chew on the fern.
>>152568At Cauldron's inquiry, Iron simply puffs up his cheeks with as much air as possible to resemble the rodent with a more defined playful smile.
>>152569This catches her off guard, and she laughs aloud, turning her head away
“Oh, Iron!”
>>152570Seeing Cauldron laugh makes him drop the rodent act to laugh along with her before looking towards the guinea pig eating the fern a little fondly. "Seriously, though," he soon added with a hint of sincerity. "His confidence is certainly admirable."
>>152571The guinea pig Has by now half of a larger leaf in its mouth.
“Confidence?” She asks, raising an eye brow. “Looks a bit more like ‘lazy’ and care free.”
>>152572"Confident folk usually know how to adapt to what life throws at them," Iron mused philosophically, approaching the rodent once again to perplexingly try to give it a little nuzzle. "This little rodent definitely knows how to do that. Otherwise, it would have been dead a while ago."
>>152573For the first time, the creature turns around far enough to look at the pony and zebra. It’s cheeks are as puffed up as Iron’s
“Well, I can
sort of see it.” She says, restraining a smile. “But it’s yet to come into my apartment mauled by a tiger.”
>>152574Iron couldn't help but chuckle a little from Cauldron's retort, glad to see she somewhat understood where he was coming from. "You never know," he playfully suggested instead, thoroughly amused. "You might just find it scratching at the door for your loving help." With that final retort, he finally committed the nuzzling act against the guinea pig in an overly gentle fashion and making sure not to scare it.
>>152575The creature, still chewing on the fern, is nuzzled. It doesn’t smell great, but at least the black fur is relatively soft. The creature does not run away, but it does flinch and moves a little to the side, further away.
>>152576Having accomplished his
incredibly important mission, Iron gladly leaves the guinea pig alone to come back to Cauldron with a satisfied look. "Me and the rodent are now bonded," he dramatically declared, humorously playing up his rather simple act that probably won't lead to anything. "I gracefully told it to go to your humble apartment if it ever needs the help of the great and powerful potion master named Black Cauldron."
>>152577“Oh Iron.” She shakes her head
>>152578Iron giggles a little more before giving the zebra mare a small, gentle nuzzle for her as well before slowly continuing to walk to their actual objective and waiting for her to catch up. "Alright, alright," he reassured Cauldron "that is enough tomfoolery out of me."
>>152579White Sands is ahead of them on the shoreline. With an anxious look, she stares back at them. Black Cauldron walks forward with Iron
With the sound of disturbed bushes, the Guinea pig runs away from the fern, and into a large bush nearby.
>>152580Iron's ears flicker a bit, starting to grow a little wary at the little rodent having been disturbed enough to go into hiding. "We should pick up the pace a little," he somewhat whispered to the zebra mare, going from a slow walk to a brisk trot towards Sands, hoping it wasn't serious enough to warrant a fight or flight response.
>>152581Sands stands in an angle diagonal between the direction facing Iron and Cauldron, and the mountainside. She looks at the mountain, and starts undoing and throwing off a wrapped blanket with the remainder of her attention. Black Cauldron, by this point, is concerned, and she looks to Iron.
>>152582Iron simply gave Cauldron a small smile before actively scanning his surroundings with his senses of sight as he eagerly approached Sands' position in order to be at the ready if something were to come out of hiding.
>>152583Roll spot (wisdom modifier)
>>152584Let's see if I recall correctly how to dice
[1d20+2 = (7+2) = 9]<Spot
>>152585Iron doesn’t see anypony there, or anything flying in the sky. By this point, White Sands has pulled out the lever-action rifle, and is attempting to level it with her green magical aura.
>>152586In the face of uncertainty, Iron decides that regrouping is the best move they can make, so with a small exhale, he soon went from a brisk trot to a gallop just in case he needed to charge at something.
>>152588Towards Sands, of course. Regrouping is his main priority rn
>>152589Sands has the rifle out, and tries to aim down its sights at some unseen target behind Iron and to his right, in the direction of the brush and the mountainside. Black Cauldron is spooked, and she gallops ahead a moment, looks around, gasps, and starts forward. There is the definite sound of disturbed brush behind them. White Sands does something with the rifle that makes it flinch, and then she frantically lowers the rifle to inspect it.
>>152590Ensuring Cauldron gets to Sands first, Iron slows down just a bit in the offchance the two were going to be pounced on so that he would be the target rather than the zebra mare.
>>152593>>152592>>152594Iron hears the beat of claws against the sand, and a sees the shape of a large, tan coated big cat, close enough to see the golden eyes, yellowed-white teeth, white muzzle, pink nose, pointy ears and showing ribs in that moment as it jumps to attack Iron, before coming invisible in a flash, disappearing into a blind spot behind him. He feels the creature come down on his rear, hit him with the side of its mouth, and make a side swipe at his hindlegs, hitting the left leg.
[1d6+1 = (6+1) = 7] Roll strength.He hears a click
>>152596The claw slashes into his hind leg and his flank, causing serious pain, and drawing significant blood. Though Iron is injured and rocked to the side, he is not knocked to the ground, and he stands up on the strength of his other three legs.
Iron's turn >>152597Inhaling sharply at the pain for a second, Iron soon turns towards the attacker with great anger, opting to non-lethally strike the attacking feline with everything he's got through his two hind legs, despite his recently acquired injury.
[1d20+5 = (18+5) = 23]< Fully Powered, non-lethal Unarmed Attack
>>152600The creature is hit firmly, and knocked back with a "mrow!" sound
And then there is a sound of thunder
[1d20+1 = (10+1) = 11] >>152601>>152602>>152600A large red hole appears along the creature's back. The creature makes a quick turn, and prepares to run. But its leg goes limp, and the creature falls to the ground, unable to get up.
>>152603Iron breathed out a small sigh of relief at the sight, somewhat grateful it didn't get any worse, but part of him wanted to see if he could plausibly heal the feline and leave him, so he intentionally went closer to it to see if there was a chance for that to happen.
>>152604The bullet appears to have gone through the top of the creature's back just above the lower part of its rib cage. Whether the the bullet broke any bones can't be determined, though the presence of an exit wound implies the bullet went through flesh, perhaps barely ricocheting against a rib or the spine. Whether it hit a major artery, a nerve, or part of the lungs is hard to say.
The creature is still alive, bleeding, still breathing, and unable to move.
click-clack >>152605Feeling a shred of empathy at the feline's struggles, he soon turned towards either of the two mares with a somewhat concerned look. "Do we have anything for it to eat?" he inquired, showing his eagerness to rescue the cat from the jaws of death. "Maybe it can help us later."
>>152606The cat lies on its side, breathing heavily. Iron can see that it has more problems than just being shot in the back and kicked in the chest and neck. It has thin fur in many areas, naked splotches, and overly red and irritated skin in the areas that are hairless. Some of the redness appears to be the result of the creat biting or stratching itself. But some of it appears completely unrelated. The skin in areas is about to fall off.
White Sands, who only just finally starts to lower the rifle
"It's a big cat. It would rather eat
us"
Black Cauldron
"Uh.. I suppose we have some food. I... don't know if we have anything one of...
those would want."
>>152607"...seems this feline has been having some health problems," Iron mused with a small degree of disgust, feeling rather sorry for the potentially flea-riddled creature.
Just to make sure, he'd inspect the hairless areas to ensure there were no signs of the little insects that like to hide underneath the fur.
>>152608Looking under the hair, Iron can see that much of the skin is overly red, or starting to peel, and hairs come out even as Iron moves them. Iron finds one tick along its back, but there are no signs of mites or of flea infestation.
More seriously, the creature is still bleeding from a major gunshot. If the bullet nipped its postcava artery, it is all over already, and as it is, it is bleeding heavily.
The creature is also emaciated with its ribs showing. It was definitely not eating well.
>>152610Thus, with an understanding yet solemn nod, Iron steps away from the feline in question, knowing that their death would most likely end its suffering from whatever caused such malnourishment and disease to overtake it. "Poor thing was borderline dead before it attacked us," he muttered, quite saddened at the revelation.
He sniffled softly before reluctantly readying himself to stomp it on the head to end it quickly but waiting to see if the mares had any objections or ways to help it pull through before doing the heartbreaking feat.
>>152611The two mares are simply silent. White Sands blinks, and her mouth opens slightly, while Cauldron's simple staring is a bit harder to gauge.