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Tension crackled in the air between the two stallions and my mouth went dry in terror at the possibility of there being a fight - a real fight- just in front of me. Suddenly, I regretted pressing myself against the first stallion and I almost - almost - considered edging away from him. Had I inadvertently signalled that I belonged to him somehow? Or that I was siding with him? Cutting my gaze sidelong at the one-eyed stallion as he drew himself into a gruff, protective posture, I was suddenly left to wonder if maybe he wasn't the villain. Maybe I had just caught him on a good day.

A shudder races through my body and I force my wild gaze to dance between the two stallions as they speak, desperately aching to understand what they were staying. The harshness of the colossal stallion's voice is obvious, even if the meaning of his words elude me and I flinch back from the clipped syllables and snappish tones. Unable to help myself, I take one solitary step away from my spotted guardian and swing my gaze to the sea as if the storm-tossed waves will provide any further answers.

Maybe that golden brick road that I was looking for wasn't headed inland but out to sea.

Again, the memory of dark waves crashing over my head and pulling me under, again, and again until I couldn't tell up from down matches my stomach flip-flop in terror and I shy away from that too. The motion carries me more forward than I wanted to be and I suddenly find myself the third point of a triangle between them, just as the ginormous stallion turned to leave.

I didn't know what had happened, and at this point, I was beginning to doubt that I was ever going to understand what had happened. Clearly, my one-eyed stallion had driven him off somehow without even bearing his teeth, which was a huge feat as far as I was concerned. If the colossal stallion had chosen to fight, what hope would we have had to stand against him?

I cast a worried gaze toward the retreating form before looking back up at my would-be savior for any clue as to what to do next. I couldn't go back, that much was clear. But I didn't have a clue as to how to start making my way forward either.

OOC - Apologies that she's… difficult to write with. >.<

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