“But your mane is so pretty!” Whym yelled back at Antares. The former really, really wanted to learn of the latter’s mane maintenance and products. She eyed the other’s mane in a single-hooved concentration, nearly forgetting about the elephants behind the two of them in her haste. “It’s so smooth and, you know, mane-y!” She blinked. “Wait… That is probably not the best way to describe your awesome mane. Is mane-y a word? I don’t know. I don’t remember. Hm. Still! Your mane is the best mane I have seen for like… ever!!”
Recalling the rest of Anatres’ words, Whym quickly nodded. “Yep! You can count on me. I think. I hope. I don’t know if I’ll remember. Wait, what are we doing? Hm… Right! The elephants! I almost forgot.” A nervous chuckle escaped her lips. “Keir wouldn’t actually force us to perish, would he?” She paused in her words. “Probably not. His mane is definitely not as nice as yours. Hey, can I snip your mane sometime later so that I might find a similar fabric? Wait, what were we talking about? I forgot again.” The constant running was definitely not helping her brain function.
“Hmm… Right! Errr yes! I’ll try to murder all of them- not murder, but stop them! Don’t you worry, mighty Keir with an inferior mane! We won’t hurt your precious animals!” she declared proudly. After all, she was very polite. Most of the time. Well, maybe none. But that was okay.
Once Antares stopped in her tracks to hopefully confuse the elephants into stopping, Whym charged towards the elephants, screaming, “HERE COMES THE MANE ATTACK!!!!” The elephants did stop and nearly trip over each other in their haste and confusion, and Whym took that opportunity to weave between the elephants’ legs, bumping into them here and there to unbalance them (it likely hurt her more than the elephants, considering the difference in size). However, the elephants, already beginning to trip, only began to fall more rapidly due to Whym’s interference.
Several of them knocked others out and caused somewhat of a domino effect. Whym’s eyes widened as she realized that “Antares!” she screamed, “Don’t get stampeded by the elephants!” She narrowly dodged an elephant tumbling down before she could become Whym-meat and skidded out of the worst area. Another elephant landed on a few strands of her tail, and the mare had to break those pieces off (ouch!) before she managed to escape. She hurriedly looked around for Antares. “Antares?! Antares?!?! Are you okay?! I don’t see you!”
Meanwhile, Baab was screaming at the elephants. “STOP FALLING LIKE OUR FOOD SHOULD! WE NEED TO UNITE FOR FOOOOD!” he stomped on the ground and shook it, which did not help the other elephants. He watched as several more of his comrades fell onto the ground. “FOOOOOOD!!! GET UP!” He looked around for the two puny quirlicorns and scowled when he didn’t see them.
How could such ferocious elephants be defeated by two quirlicorns? Without magic, at that! Baab refused to accept this humiliation. Then, an elephant knocked into him, and his fury tripled.
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Total word count (for this post): 518
Whym: 10840 // 43 chimes [total]
Antares: 10559 // 42 chimes [total]
Recalling the rest of Anatres’ words, Whym quickly nodded. “Yep! You can count on me. I think. I hope. I don’t know if I’ll remember. Wait, what are we doing? Hm… Right! The elephants! I almost forgot.” A nervous chuckle escaped her lips. “Keir wouldn’t actually force us to perish, would he?” She paused in her words. “Probably not. His mane is definitely not as nice as yours. Hey, can I snip your mane sometime later so that I might find a similar fabric? Wait, what were we talking about? I forgot again.” The constant running was definitely not helping her brain function.
“Hmm… Right! Errr yes! I’ll try to murder all of them- not murder, but stop them! Don’t you worry, mighty Keir with an inferior mane! We won’t hurt your precious animals!” she declared proudly. After all, she was very polite. Most of the time. Well, maybe none. But that was okay.
Once Antares stopped in her tracks to hopefully confuse the elephants into stopping, Whym charged towards the elephants, screaming, “HERE COMES THE MANE ATTACK!!!!” The elephants did stop and nearly trip over each other in their haste and confusion, and Whym took that opportunity to weave between the elephants’ legs, bumping into them here and there to unbalance them (it likely hurt her more than the elephants, considering the difference in size). However, the elephants, already beginning to trip, only began to fall more rapidly due to Whym’s interference.
Several of them knocked others out and caused somewhat of a domino effect. Whym’s eyes widened as she realized that “Antares!” she screamed, “Don’t get stampeded by the elephants!” She narrowly dodged an elephant tumbling down before she could become Whym-meat and skidded out of the worst area. Another elephant landed on a few strands of her tail, and the mare had to break those pieces off (ouch!) before she managed to escape. She hurriedly looked around for Antares. “Antares?! Antares?!?! Are you okay?! I don’t see you!”
Meanwhile, Baab was screaming at the elephants. “STOP FALLING LIKE OUR FOOD SHOULD! WE NEED TO UNITE FOR FOOOOD!” he stomped on the ground and shook it, which did not help the other elephants. He watched as several more of his comrades fell onto the ground. “FOOOOOOD!!! GET UP!” He looked around for the two puny quirlicorns and scowled when he didn’t see them.
How could such ferocious elephants be defeated by two quirlicorns? Without magic, at that! Baab refused to accept this humiliation. Then, an elephant knocked into him, and his fury tripled.
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Total word count (for this post): 518
Whym: 10840 // 43 chimes [total]
Antares: 10559 // 42 chimes [total]
shall we dance?
