Slipped -- EnchantedForests

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Contact Forum Admin ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: 1 ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 05:56:26 07/09/02 Tue
Author: ToJo
Subject: Slipped
In reply to: Caithlin 's message, "�Snorts�" on 01:43:45 07/09/02 Tue

Dark colt caught sight of her then and broke into a brisk canter, eyes bright happy to see her. What he didn't notice when he was fascinated by her is that on the other side of the fallen tree he'd just hurtled himself over, there was a bog. His hooves didn't find solid ground. It only looked like solid ground. He sank right in, momentum driving him to the bottom. He gave a cry struggling to keep his nose over the surface but it was cut off as he was swallowed up.
All was quiet, until the surface was broken by a thrashing ToJo in a panic. He screamed loud and kicked with his legs shaking off some of the moss from his head. He couldn't find the ground beneath the bog to stand on. He tried swimming but the moss was hard to move through. Finally, he turned back to the tree he'd jumped and kicked hard enough that he was thrown up enough to hook his nose over and one leg. Teeth bit down into the wood to try and hold his position. He could taste the green rot spreading there, the mold. It was disgusting but he didn't let go. His sorrel coloring the same as the red moss so he blended well all but those twin horns which stood out starkly. He was snorting heavily trying to hang on as his eyes darted about for something else that might be a solution.

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Replies:

�Cried out� -- Caithlin, 01:36:56 07/10/02 Wed
- � Ice � -- � Arctic �, 16:29:03 07/10/02 Wed
  - Struggled -- ToJo, 21:49:11 07/10/02 Wed
    - Re: Struggled -- Caithlin, 22:23:03 07/10/02 Wed
      - Jumped -- ToJo, 06:06:32 07/11/02 Thu
        �Gasps� -- Caithlin, 19:00:45 07/11/02 Thu
        Moved In -- ToJo, 20:01:24 07/11/02 Thu
        �Shakes dial� -- Caithlin, 15:35:06 07/12/02 Fri
        Nods -- ToJo, 19:37:05 07/12/02 Fri
        �Smiled� -- Caithlin, 03:32:06 07/14/02 Sun
        Whooped -- ToJo, 06:27:20 07/14/02 Sun
        �Grins� -- Caithlin, 23:16:04 07/14/02 Sun
        Yelped -- ToJo, 11:05:48 07/15/02 Mon
        �Smiles� -- Caithlin, 01:05:01 07/18/02 Thu
        Splashed -- ToJo, 06:05:47 07/18/02 Thu
        �Giggles� -- Caihlin, 18:55:32 07/18/02 Thu
        Startled -- ToJo, 20:27:50 07/19/02 Fri