Anon's and Dusk's camping trip Day 1, 2&3

>It had been another long day of patrols, paper work, and Shining Armor bugging you about every little thing.

>But it was a relatively quiet life, and that’s what you wanted, so you weren’t going to complain.

>With such a big family now, Luna’s room had been expanded, somewhat resembling a flying saucer on the outside, perched up on its tower.

>The second you stepped through the door, you heard an all too familiar war cry, but it was too late already.

>”DEATH FROM ABOVE!”

>Before you could even flinch 40 pounds of d’aw hit you square in the chest, shoving you back onto the ground.

>”Gotcha Dad!”

>You reached up and pet Dusk on his head, laying your head back on the floor.

>It was hard to believe he was already eight.

“I’m getting too old for this, and you’re getting too big for this.”

>”Aw come on Dad, this is the most fun I ever get to have.”

>Dusk hopped off of you and let you get up, and you watched as the little colt darted around your feet.

“Tell you what Dusk, how would you like to go camping?”

>”What’s camping?”

>Dusk slid to a stop at your feet, looking up at you with the cutest curious look you ever seen.

“Oh you poor sheltered colt. It’s where you go out into the wild and try to survive for fun. How’s that sound?”

>”That sounds AWESOME!”

”Well alright then. You girls want to come?”

>Dawn was absorbed in her book, and didn’t bother to even look up.

>”Nah, sounds boring”

>”You’re boring!”

>”Nuh uh!”

>”Yeah huh! All you do is sit around and read books!”

>”I’ll make you eat those words!”

>”Oh yeah?”

>”Air race around the castle!”

>”123GO!”

>Dusk darted off toward the balcony in the blink of an eye.

>”Hey no fair!”

>Dawn took off as well, but was already behind Dusk with his small head start, leaving you and Luna alone.

“So who do you think will win this time?”

>”Has Dusk ever won?”

“I don’t think so; Dawn’s a bit lighter so she has a bit of an advantage.”

>”That’s what I was thinking. At least Dusk never gives up.”

“Dusk give up? That kid has more energy than any p0ny in Equestria.”

>You made your way into the bed room and began packing you own bag with the things you would need.

>Water, knife, rifle, some fruits, nuts, matches, toilet paper, a small tarp, a med-kit, and a homemade ghillie suit in case you went hunting.

>Scratch that, you were going hunting. It had been far too long since you tasted meat.

>Oh! You almost forgot the most traditional part of camping.

>You stuffed the last bit of space in your bag with graham crackers, chocolate bars, and marshmallows.

>Just as you finished packing your own bag, Dusk came in, setting his saddle bags aside and jumping on the bed.

“That was fast! Did you win?”

>”No… Dawn’s too fast in the air. Mom says it’s because I’m bigger than her.”

“She’s right, Dawn is lighter than you, and in the air, the lighter flyer almost always goes faster.

>”I guess.”

“Hey, where’s that ‘I can do anything attitude’? You just need to practice flying more. Now, what do you think we need to pack in your bag?”

>”Um… food!”

“Right, we can’t starve. What else?”

>”Water… um… a blanket?”

“We don’t really need to take a blanket, but water is a good choice.

>You watched ask Dusk filled his saddle bag with food and water, then sat there,  thinking of what else he would need.

“Since you have magic, you don’t need matches, or a knife. Remember your nightmare night costume?”

>”The bushy looking thing?”

“What’s it called?”

>”Um.. a ghouly suit?”

“Close, a ghillie suit. Go pack that, I might take you hunting.”

>”Cool!”

>Dusk shot off toward his room, returning about a minute later with his suit, and packed it in his bag.

>”So when do we leave?”

”Tomorrow morning, now go get ready for bed.”

>”Awhhhh.”

>Dusk picked up his bags and trotted over to his room, and Luna came in, laying on the bed.

>Your family certainly had a weird schedule, often waking up well past lunch and not falling asleep until past midnight.

>As a result, the two sisters had somewhat altered their routine, taking on both duties once a day.

>Celestia would lower the moon and raise the sun in the morning, and Luna would lower the sun and raise the moon in the evening.

>All to help your family grow closer, and not be on 4 different sleep schedules.

>You curled up next to Luna, kissing her forehead gently.

“Goodnight moon.”

>”Good night dear.”

>It seemed as soon as you shut your eyes, you were rudely woken up by Dusk bouncing on your chest.

>”Hey Dad come on get up the suns up let’s go!”

>You snatched the little colt out of the air and brought him down next to you, cuddling with him as you would a teddy bear.

>”Hey let me go! Get up! We need to go!”

“Alright alright, geez. How much coffee have you drunk today?”

>”None! I’m just excited!”

>You sluggishly threw on a set of fatigues, grabbed your bag, and headed out the door after kissing a sleeping Luna one last time.

“Alright come on Dusk, let’s go see if Shiny will let us borrow a chariot.

>The two of you walked down to Shining Armor’s office, where said captain was eating his lunch with Cadence and their son, Cupid.

>”Morning Anonymous! You’re up early.”

>Shining Armor stood out of respect, but you quickly waved him down.

>Cupid and Dusk ran toward each other and tackled the other colt, resulting in a white and black ball of d’aw  that rolled around on the ground.

“I’m taking Dusk camping up North, probably near the border of Gryphonia. I wanted to know if you would lend us a pair of Pegasi and a chariot to take us there.”

>”Sure, how long you two going to be gone?”

“One week. The chariot won’t be staying with us though, just send it back after a week.”

>Shining Armor nodded.

>“Just grab a couple Pegasi from the chariot dock, they’re on duty for a reason.”

“Thanks. Come on Dusk!”

>Dusk and Cupid cut their wrestling match short and Dusk shot off after you.

>”See ya in a week Cupid!”

>”Alright! Then we’ll have a rematch!”

“Did you win Dusk?”

>”Nah, I couldn’t pin him down, we’ll finish up when we get back though.”

“Maybe I’ll teach you a few thing when we get back.”

>”That would be awesome!”

>The two of you reached the chariot docks, and sure enough, found two Pegasi without much of a problem.

>A quick briefing and a few minutes later, you were in the air and flying toward the small forest in the north.

>As the chariot descended, you shouted up to the Pegasi.

“Remember, come back in exactly one week. If we have to walk to Canterlot I will not be happy.”

>”Yes sir!”

>The second the chariot touched down, you and Dusk jumped off and watched the chariot continue on, as if it were a combat drop.

“Come on Dusk, keep up!”

>You started off at a slow job, just slow enough that Dusk could keep up with his tiny legs.

>After a bit, you both slowed to a walk, and took in the surroundings as you passed by them.

>Eventually, you came to a small clearing just big enough that you could set up a camp.

“Alright, this looks like the perfect spot. What do we do first?”

>”Uh, build a fire?”

“Or build a tent. Generally, I build a tent first if I’m in this kind of area. So what you’re going to do is fly around to these pine trees, and get as many branches as you can.”

>”Ok!”

>Dusk shot off into the air and into the trees, breaking off limbs with his magic and bringing them back down once he had a few.

>You stuck to the lower branches, using the serrated back side of the knife to cut the thicker branches and tossed them aside.

>With the two of you working, it didn’t take long to get enough material to build a tent.

>You showed him how to drive each branch into the ground to help it stay in place, and how to weave each branch to make it as warm as possible.

>Once you had a structure set up, you tossed the small tarp over it, and piled on the smaller branches to insulate it a bit better.

>”Is it done?”

“Yep, crawl in there and try it out!”

>Dusk walked inside the small tent and looked around a bit, then back at you.

>”Can you fit in here? It’s kind of small.”

“Let’s find out.”

>You low crawled into the shelter, then rolled on your back.

“Yep! Home sweet home Dusk.”

>Dusk floated up to your chest and curled up, shifting to get comfortable.

>“I guess this isn’t so bad.”

“Yeah, this is nice. Ready to start a fire?”

>”You know it!”

>Dusk darted out of the shelter with the speed of Kenyans, and waited for you to slide out yourself.

“First things first, we need to make a fire pit.”

>”How do we do that?”

“Two ways. We can either dig a hole, or set up rocks around the spot we make a fire. Since we don’t have a shovel, we need rocks about… this big preferably.”

>You showed Dusk the approximate size of the rocks with your hands, and watched as he darted off into the woods, bringing back several in a few minutes.

>As he put them down, you arranged them in a circle, and he would go back into the woods, bringing rock after rock to you.

>”DAD!”

>You snatched your rifle from the side of your bag and rushed off into the woods in the direction of Dusk’s voice, finding him about 20 meters from the camp.

>He had a rock suspended in the air, and  what had to be the biggest rattle snake you ever did see in front of him.

“Dusk, hold very still. This is going to be loud.”

>The snake slowly shifted back and forth between you and Dusk, unsure of which presented the greater threat.

>As it locked eyes with you, you fired a single shot at the snake, hitting it just below the neck and literally blowing it’s head off.

“You ok Dusk?”

>”…Yeah. I froze when I saw that thing.”

“Good, that’s exactly what you’re supposed to do.”

>You picked up the dead snake, examining it carefully.

>It was a good four feet long and a couple inches thick.

“I know what I’m eating today!”

>”… What?”

“This! Come on, grab that rock.””

>Dusk picked up the rock with a telekinesis spell, and trotted back to the camp with you.

>You grabbed a few branches that you hadn’t used on the shelter shaving part of the branches to get some tinder.

>”I didn’t know you ate meat dad.”

“Where I come from, we eat meat almost every day.”

>”How come p0nies don’t eat meat?”

“Well Dusk, a few reasons. Most think it’s uncivilized, the few that try it think it’s disgusting, and p0nies don’t have canines.”

>”What does having a dog have to do with anything?”

>You chuckled at that, fuckin’ kid.

“It’s a type of tooth Dusk, see?”

>You opened your mouth and showed Dusk your canines, pointing at each with your tongue.

>”That’s cool!”

“You want to try some snake?”

>”Sure!”

>Dusk grabbed onto the bloody snake, scales still on it and went for a bite.

>Thankfully, you snatched it away before he could bite it.

“Slow down speed racer, we have to cook it first.”

>You removed the scales and guts of the snake, showing which bits to remove and which were ok to eat.

>Next, you skewered the snake on a sharpened stick and slowly began cooking it over the fire, as Dusk watched from beside you.

“Now before I give you a bite, you have to promise not to spit it out, no matter how nasty you think it is.”

>”I promise not to spit it out.”

>Dusk sat back on his haunches and saluted you, and you handed him a piece of the meat before cutting one off for yourself.”

>As you chewed, you looked down at Dusk, who was chewing his own piece, a bit slowly, as if he was analyzing the taste.

>Finally, he swallowed as you stuck another piece in your mouth.

>”Can I have some more?”

>This was officially one of the proudest moments in your life.

>You happily cut up the snake, splitting it into bite size pieces for him, and sat by the fire as the sun slowly set, and darkness fell on the forest.

>The only source of light came from the scarce moon beams that leaked through the trees and the warmer light of the campfire.

“Well bud, you ready for bed?”

>”Seems like we just got here.”

“Yeah, but it’s not very smart to wander around the woods at night, that’s when the big scary monster’s come out and eat little colts!”

>You tackled dusk to the ground and tickled his belly, causing him to squirm and giggle uncontrollably.

>”HAHA-Q-Q-UITIT! HAHAHASTOP! HAHAHA”

>You let go of the colt and laid back on the ground.

“Now are you ready? We’re getting up at sunrise.”

>”Yeah, I’m ready.”

>You crawled into the shelter, and lay on your side, allowing Dusk to crawl up next to you.

>The tiny colt snuggled up against your chest, and gave a little yawn.

“Good night Dad, I love you.”

“I love you too son.”

 

“Alright wake up Duskie. Get your suit on, we’re going hunting.”

>”Five more minutes…”

>Dusk let out a big yawn, burrowing his head into your chest.

“Come on Dusk, soldiers don’t get 5 more minutes. They have to be ready at a moment’s notice. And you’re daddy’s little soldier right?”

>“Yeah…”

>Dusk sleepily walked out of the tent, digging through his bag and pulling out his suit.

>You put your own suit on; a bit slower than him seeing as it was 3 pieces, and grabbed your rifle.

“Alright Dusk, the biggest part of hunting, is staying quiet and staying hidden. These suits help us remain hidden, but we have to stay quiet.”

>The knee high bush saluted you, and the two of you quietly began creeping through the forest, keeping an eye out for any animals.

>Several squirrels darted around along the tree branches overhead, but your .308 would do nothing but turn their small bodies into squirrel paste.

>You jerked a hand, signaling Dusk to halt.

“This is the best spot to set up, we just have to wait for an animal to show up for a drink.”

>You laid down in the tall grass, and Dusk laid in the grass next to you, acting as your spotter.

>That, or he was napping, though you nudged him every half hour or so.

“Big bush to little bush, how you doing?”

>”I thought we were supposed to be quiet.”

>You had to do your best to keep from laughing at your son having more noise discipline than you.

>Several hours passed by, as you silently waited for an animal to cross by.

>Eventually though, you were rewarded with a massive grizzly gear.

>You lined up the shot, and fired off a single shot at the skull of the bear.

>It was a perfect one shot kill, and Dusk darted off from the tall grass straight for the dead carcass.

>You couldn’t hold your sides any longer as the knee high bush scurried along the river bank towards the bear.

>Just as Dusk leapt on to get on top of the bear though, a small brown creature dropped down down from the tree, and ended up being tackled down into the river.

>You left your rifle in the tall grass and hurried over to the two figures that were still tumbling along the river bank.

>Just as you neared them, another ball of brown fur descended on you, blocking your path.

>Whatever this thing was, it was about your size, probably it’s mother or father.

>You tackled it full force, rolling with it on the ground for a bit before coming to a halt on top of it, your knife at its throat.

>About 20 feet next to you, Dusk had been pinned by the other creature, which you identified as griffons.

>Strange, you had never seen them before in all ten years you’d spent in Equestria.

“Let go of my son or I’ll gut your dad.”

>”Let go of my MOM or I’ll gut your… bush.”

>“How about we all just chill? I’m sure this is a big misunderstanding.”

>You peered down at the griffon below you, whose eyes were fixated on your blade that rest against her throat.

“Alright kid, on three, we both let go.”

>The small griffon nodded.

“1…2…3!”

>You brought up the knife and pushed off of the larger griffon, and watched as the smaller one flapped her wings and darted over to her mom.

>You quickly went over to Dusk, checking his body to ensure he didn’t have any scratches.

>”Dad I’m fine. We just rolled around a bit and she pinned me”

“I believe you son, but chances are if she did cut you, you wouldn’t have felt it because your adrenaline is kicking in.”

>”What’s adrenaline?”

“It’s something your body makes when it’s in danger so you can escape or fight off whatever’s attacking you.”

>”But I didn’t win…”

“That’s because griffons are hunters, and better fighters than most p0nies. Don’t worry though, I’ll train you once we get home so you can defend yourself next time.”

>”Really!?”

“Yes, but don’t tell your mother, she’ll send me to the moon for sure.”

>”Hey uh… whatever you are. Your kid alright?”

“He’s fine, how’s yours?”

>”She’s ok.”

>”I got beat by a girl? Oh come on!”

“Calm down Dusk, just think about the fight, and wonder what you could have done different so you came out on top. This is a learning experience. Understand?”

>You pulled Dusks’ ghillie suit off, revealing to the griffons his p0ny form.

>Dusk looked up at you and nodded, then looked over at the two griffons, who were in total shock.

>”Why are you hunting with a baby p0ny? And what are you?”

“Maybe we can discuss this over dinner? After all, one bear is way too much for just me and my son.”

>”I guess that sounds alright. We’re in a cave about half a mile downstream.”

“That’s closer than our camp. Lead on.”

>Dusk quickly ran over to the spot you and him had hid in and retrieved your rifle, carrying it over to you telekinetically.

>You and the adult griffon each grabbed an arm on the bear and began dragging it along the river bank in silence.

>The little griffon walked ahead of you, but Dusk remained by your side.

“Hey Dusk, go make friends with her. If that’s ok with you miss…?”

>”Yeah, go ahead. Not like it’ll hurt anything.”

>Dusk scurried ahead and began walking alongside the griffon, their words to quiet to hear from back where you were walking.

“Name’s Anonymous by the way. That’s Dusk up there, my son.”

>”I’m… Gilda. My daughter’s name is Beata… How exactly are you…? Because whatever you are, you aren’t a p0ny.”

“It’s a long story.”

>”Fair enough.”

>You are Dusk.

>You just got your flank kicked by this griffon girl.

>And now, Dad just told you to go make friends with it.

“Uh… hey… I’m Dusk, what’s your name?”

>She didn’t respond, just staring blankly ahead of herself.

“I’m sorry about tackling you, I didn’t mean to.”

>”I know… I’m Beata. You’re an alicorn right?”

“Yep! Sure am! Just like my mom!”

>”I though alicorns were extinct. Well, except for those princesses in Canterlot.”

“You mean Celestia, Cadence, and my mom?”

>”Who’s your mom?”

”Luna. I have a sister, she’s an alicorn too. Her name’s Dawn.”

>“What’s it like having a sister?”

“Well, she gets annoying a lot. She picks on me for not being able to fly as fast as her, but I pick on her for being an egghead. But it’s all in good fun.”

>”That sounds nice.”

“Where do you live?”

>”To the west in Gryphus. It’s a big city. Really boring.”

“Yeah, I know how that is. castle life is way too boring. Sometimes I’ll talk with the guards that are off duty, they’re pretty cool.”

>”So, what are you doing out here? I figured you royal types would be all prim and proper.”

“Not me! I like adventure, and Dad hates it when p0nies address him as royalty.”

>”What about you?”

>You shrug.

“No one really addresses me as prince. They just call me Dusk.”

>”Does that bug you?”

“Nah, I think it would be weird, having p0nies bow to me, or having everyp0ny call me Prince Dusk.”

>”Heh, I guess you’re alright. Don’t let that title go to your head.”

“What about you? What does your parents do?”

>”Mom’s a hunter, but this was my first time on a hunt. Dad’s a guard at the Jarl’s palace.”

“Hey, this is my first hunt too!”

>”But you’re a p0ny, you don’t eat meat.”

“Dad says if I ever have to survive in the wild, I need to learn how to eat meat. I don’t see why p0nies don’t try it though.”

>”Have you had it before?”

“Just yesterday, Dad killed a snake and shared it with me.”

>”That’s cool! I mean, cool I guess.”

>Anon’s POV

>The group finally stopped in front of a cave near the river bank.

>You and Gilda began working together, skinning the bear of its pelt and showing your respective kids the different parts of the bear.

>Gilda and her daughter took one side of the bear while you and Dusk took the other, cutting off chunks of meat with your knife.

“You want to do the other half?”

>”Sure!”

>Dusk happily scurried around you to the uncut side of the bear, and paused a moment as his brain processed the task of cutting flesh with hooves and his herbivore teeth.

“Here son, use this.”

>You held out your knife in your hand, and Dusk took it in his telekinetic grasp.

>You watched as the little colt began carving away at the bear just like you showed him, a bit sloppy, but alright for his first time.

>When he was done, he held it up to you, and you washed it off in the nearby steam.

>That night the four of you gathered around a fire, cooking several pieces of bear over it, the scent filling the cave.

>Once more, you loaned Dusk your knife so he could eat his food easily, leaving you to rip at your own with your teeth.

>”You never answered my question, what exactly are you?”

“Human. And as far as I know, you’ve just met the only one in the whole world.”

>”Heh, neat.”

>You leaned back against the cave wall and gave a hearty burp as you finished your meal and watched as the sun went down behind the tree line.

>”You guys are welcome to stay here for a bit. Probably better than whatever shelter you found.

“We built a tent, so yeah, this is a bit more cozy. What do you think Dusk, you want to stay here tonight?”

>”Sure. Like you said, it’s not smart to move around at night in a survival scenario.”

>Dusk curled up in a little black and silver ball next to you, and you rested your head against the cave wall, closing your eyes.

>You were the first to wake up the next day, and you took the opportunity to walk down to the river for a cool early morning drink.

>”Morning.”

>You looked behind you at Gilda, sort of confirming her presence.

“Morning.”

>Your new found companion lowered her head to the stream and dank a few sips of water.

“I’ll be heading back to my camp today, don’t want to overstay our welcome.”

>”I figured we could let the kids play, at least for the day. If that’s alright with you.”

>You shrugged. What’s the worst that could happen?

“Sure, why not? I’ll head back to camp and grab our things, think you can manage these two alone for an hour?”

>”Yeah, go on. Shouldn’t be too hard.”

“I remember the last time I said that.”

>”When was that?”

“Just before Dusk was born.”

>You stood up on the riverbank and stretched out your muscles, preparing yourself for the run.

>Dusk sleepily walked out of the cave, letting out a huge yawn.

“Hey Dusk, I’m going to run to the camp, you stay here. Gilda is going to watch after you. Play with Beata, or… something.”

>”K Dad.”

>The tired little colt took a drink of water from the stream, and you rushed off upstream to the path you had taken from your old camp

>You are Dusk once more, and right now your brain still isn’t quit booted up just yet.

>Dad ran off, something about the old camp, leaving you with Gilda and Beata.

>That was ok, they seemed pretty cool.

>Especially Beata, she was awesome. For a girl at least.

>”Hey Dusk! Wanna go explore the cave?”

>By aunt Celestia that was a GLORIOUS idea.

“Yeah let’s go!”

>You darted towards the cave without a second thought, running right into Beata for the second time since you met her.

>The two of you tumbled around on the ground before finally stoping with her on top of you.

>”Ha! Pinned ya again.”

>You pushed her off with a hoof.

“I wasn’t trying that time, you got lucky.”

>Beata rolled her eyes.

>”Just come on, mom says we have to be back by dinner.”

>The two of you darted inside the cave, diving into the darkness.

>Pretty soon, you couldn’t even see the ground in front of you.

>”Well this sucks. We haven’t even walked 100 feet and we can’t see anything already.”

“Yeah, this does suck.”

>You both sat down on the stony path, and you instantly had an idea.”

“Wait! I can try and cast a light spell!”

>”Then do it dum dum!”

“Hey, ask nicely!”

>”Please dum dum?”

“I’ll take it. Hang on.”

>Focusing  all the magic in your tiny alicorn body, you managed to create a small glow that emanated from your horn.

>It was just enough to light up the path in front of you, but only a few feet.

“Better than nothing, come on!”

>You and Beata continued down the winding path, going deeper and deeper into the cave.

>”Man, it’s cold down here.”

“Don’t be such a filly. It’s not that bad.”

>”What do you think made this cave?”

“Maybe a giant cave making worm of DEATH!”

>”That has to be the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Oh yeah? And what do you say made it?”

>”I don’t know. Mom said something about water.”

“I don’t think water can make a cave. It’s water!”

>”It doesn’t sound as dumb as giant cave making worm of death.”

“It’s pretty close.”

>Suddenly the cave walls disappeared and you both found yourselves on a bridge.

>Peering over the edge, all you could make out was lots of darkness.

“Looks like a long way down.”

>”Eh, I’m not too worried, we got wings.”

“Let’s stick to the path anyways.”

>”Good idea. Wait, did you hear that?”

“Quit fooling around, you aren’t going to scare me-“

>”Shut up! Listen…”

>You cocked your head, listening carefully for whatever noise Beata was hearing.

>There was a faint fluttering from ahead, and you focused your magic to brighten the glow from your horn as best you could.

>You gained a few extra feet of light, and cautiously took a few steps ahead of Beata.

“Hello?”

>”It’s not going to answer you dum dum.”

>Squinting your eyes, you tried to make out any shape you could find in the darkness.

>Suddenly, bats.

>You let out a yelp of surprise, your sudden disruption in concentration caused your horn to backfire.

>The force of said backfire sent you tumbling backwards, and you hit the deck as thousands of blood sucking bats flew overhead.

>Just as soon as they came, they were gone, and you became aware of Beata’s body next to your own.

>Why were your wings so stiff?

“You ok?”

>”Yeah, fraidy filly.”

“I wasn’t afraid!”

>”Then why did your light spell quit working?”

“I uh… killed it so we could stay hidden.”

>”Uh huh, sure. You were scared.”

“They startled me and I lost my focus.”

>”Whatever, just turn the light back on so we can leave.”

“Uh, I need to recharge.”

>”Great, and how long is that supposed to take?”

“Uh, I don’t know. I never held a spell that long.”

>Beata sighed and got comfortable as she could on the cold cave floor.

>You didn’t really need to recharge your horn, that was silly.

>But whatever was going on with your wings, you didn’t want Beata to see.

>For some reason that just sounded embarrassing.

”So…”

>“So…”

“I spy something black…”

>Beata hit you in the shoulder.

“Hey!”

>”Wise guy.”

>A few hours passed, and your wings had yet to loosen up any.

>What was that rumbling sound?

>It wasn’t scary, whatever it was.

>It almost sounded like it was coming from Beata.

“You doing ok?”

>”Yeah, how much longer? I’m getting hungry.”

>You sighed there was no getting around this was there?

“I’ll try.”

>You focused your magic once more, forming another light spell from your horn, but a bit smaller than your original one.

>”Finally. Come on dork, let’s get back to the camp.”

>You walked slightly behind her the entire way back, so that your head was next to her wing and she couldn’t see your own.

>Although now they seemed to be loosening up, you must have just needed to get the blood flowing.

>Soon enough, you both found the light at the end of the tunnel, allowing you to drop the spell and bolt towards the light.