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Child of the 7th Age · 12-05-2002, 08:34 AM

Branda clung tenaciously to the back of his pony as she haltingly made her way over to the copse, slipping and sliding on the treacherous ice crusts. By the time they'd reached the clearing, Bullroarer and the others were already thrusting boldly at their attackers.

Branda's first thought was to try and maneuver his pony towards the fallen Emerald and carry her off to the protection of the wagon. There, he could examine her and see if there was anything he could do. But there was no way he could get through the circle of howling dogs that stood directly in his path.

He jerked the reins sideways and veered over in Daffodyl's direction. The girl had only two large beasts slavering over her. Both had fixed their teeth in her clothing, and were slowly tugging her downward to the ice.

Sensing and smelling the approach of the pony, the two dogs backed off their original target and turned about to face this new threat. They immediately took the offensive, darting in and out, slashing and snarling at Sandy's hocks.

The pony's ears went flat back. A simple carthorse, she was both bewildered and enraged at the animals' attacks. Of her own accord, she reared up, her eyes wide with terror and nostrils distended. Kicking out with two hind legs, Sandy sent one of the dogs flying through the air, coming to land on a jagged rock that stood up above the snowline. The creature lay still and did not move.

Almost immediately, in the middle of this melee, the hobbit found himself bucked off Sandy's back, hitting the ground with a thump and rolling over beside Daffodyl. In their momentary rage over the pony, the dogs had forgotten their main target and left the girl unguarded. Branda swiftly scooped her up in his arms and raced off towards the wagon, half carrying and half dragging Daffodyl over the rugged terrain.

Out of the corner of his eye, Branda caught a glimpse of several things. First, there was his pony, flailing and kicking, then runing back to the shelter of their temporary campsite. With the dogs' mad dash after Sandy, the pathway to Emerald had magically cleared. Lotho had run forward to help the girl and was already carrying her to safety.

In response to the rescues, Bullroarer bellowed, "After them! Someone help Gaddy. And don't let any get away. Otherwise, they'll be attacking some poor farmer's daughter by nightfall."

[ December 05, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]

12-05-2002, 08:34 AM	#31
Child of the 7th Age Spirit of the Lonely Star Join Date: Mar 2002 Posts: 5,133	Branda clung tenaciously to the back of his pony as she haltingly made her way over to the copse, slipping and sliding on the treacherous ice crusts. By the time they'd reached the clearing, Bullroarer and the others were already thrusting boldly at their attackers. Branda's first thought was to try and maneuver his pony towards the fallen Emerald and carry her off to the protection of the wagon. There, he could examine her and see if there was anything he could do. But there was no way he could get through the circle of howling dogs that stood directly in his path. He jerked the reins sideways and veered over in Daffodyl's direction. The girl had only two large beasts slavering over her. Both had fixed their teeth in her clothing, and were slowly tugging her downward to the ice. Sensing and smelling the approach of the pony, the two dogs backed off their original target and turned about to face this new threat. They immediately took the offensive, darting in and out, slashing and snarling at Sandy's hocks. The pony's ears went flat back. A simple carthorse, she was both bewildered and enraged at the animals' attacks. Of her own accord, she reared up, her eyes wide with terror and nostrils distended. Kicking out with two hind legs, Sandy sent one of the dogs flying through the air, coming to land on a jagged rock that stood up above the snowline. The creature lay still and did not move. Almost immediately, in the middle of this melee, the hobbit found himself bucked off Sandy's back, hitting the ground with a thump and rolling over beside Daffodyl. In their momentary rage over the pony, the dogs had forgotten their main target and left the girl unguarded. Branda swiftly scooped her up in his arms and raced off towards the wagon, half carrying and half dragging Daffodyl over the rugged terrain. Out of the corner of his eye, Branda caught a glimpse of several things. First, there was his pony, flailing and kicking, then runing back to the shelter of their temporary campsite. With the dogs' mad dash after Sandy, the pathway to Emerald had magically cleared. Lotho had run forward to help the girl and was already carrying her to safety. In response to the rescues, Bullroarer bellowed, "After them! Someone help Gaddy. And don't let any get away. Otherwise, they'll be attacking some poor farmer's daughter by nightfall." [ December 05, 2002: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ] __________________ Multitasking women are never too busy to vote.