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The lovely party she'd been attending had been inturrupted by the sudden arrival of a creature that she'd only heard about in legends. Without time to think, her world dropped out from under her and she found herself falling. The bright lights of the city and it's celebration faded into a dark and damp forest. A call to help was ringing in her ears, and her whole body shuttered with the effort to stay calm.

Help? Who was there to help? This forest was the quietest placed she'd ever been.

Lighting her horn, and staring into the tangled depths of teal mangroves and soft grass she began to tentively search for signs of life. A crackling was heard, and she jumped at the sight of cracks forming around above her head and below her hooves. "Concordia dang it all..." She thought with a huff, pushing back the rising panic and feeling something else rising up within her.

Closing her eyes, and practicing her breathing techniques, Nifty felt herself relax just a bit. She was certain she wouldn't be able to help whatever poor creature was lost in here if she turned into a monster. As luck (or irony) would have it, the instant she opened her eyes she found herself face to face with someone even more terrifying than she could ever be.

Letting out a shriek, she tumbled back a bit. Her three heads, huge teeth, and long claws sure gave her a spook.

"What is a little pony doing in my home?" The creature hissed out, each of her 3 heads speaking in a different voice. In her voices however, there was no malice. Only concern and curiosity. And the feeling that she hadn't spoken in a very long time.

"I..." She hesitates, collecting herself once more. "I'm here to help you, this place, whatever it is, is falling apart. You can't stay here, I'm really sorry."

The pale unicorn sounded confident, if it came down to it she could probably win a fight. At least the stranger didn't seem violent. The expression of the heads varied, from scared, to sad, to angry.

"I am Phobia and you cannot make me leave." She said after a moment, sitting down stubbornly. As the beastly creature sat down, the world shook and more cracks appeared in the fabric of the forest. "I've lived here since I was born."

"And I'm Nifty Needle, we have to go!" Nifty relplied, equally stubborn. Without waiting for an answer, she snatched up the front claws of the creature and dragged her with surprising strength back towards the portal. Around them, the world looked like it was falling to pieces.

The large creature struggled, and then shrieked as her tail got caught up in the cracks around them. Still frustrated and conflicted, Phobia followed the Unicorn through the portal and into the unknown.

-----

Coming out on the other side, she realized she wasn't the only displaced Draconequus. The city scape wasn't her home, but it was... pretty. Feeling lost in a way she'd never understood, she floated after the pale Unicorn who'd dropped her paw and started to walk away.

"Do you live here?" She asked, floating perhaps a bit closer than she needed.

The unicorn jumped, and closed her eyes in a tired fashion. "I don't, I was just here for the party."

And a party it must have been, before the world ended. Picking up a sparkly bead necklace from the ground gently, she turned it over in her claws. While she was distracted, she realized the pony was leaving again. Quietly curling the jewlery around her horns, she followed after.

Phobia was going to stick around with this strange pony who didn't seem all too afraid of her. Where else would she go? It wasn't like she'd talked to much of her own kind either in the last few years.

(648 words!)

Final Bit Count - 118
Fullbody +15
Shading +3
Complex BG +10
Event NPC +10
Event +50
Writing +30

Description
The lovely party she'd been attending had been inturrupted by the sudden arrival of a creature that she'd only heard about in legends. Without time to think, her world dropped out from under her and she found herself falling. The bright lights of the city and it's celebration faded into a dark and damp forest. A call to help was ringing in her ears, and her whole body shuttered with the effort to stay calm.

Help? Who was there to help? This forest was the quietest placed she'd ever been.

Lighting her horn, and staring into the tangled depths of teal mangroves and soft grass she began to tentively search for signs of life. A crackling was heard, and she jumped at the sight of cracks forming around above her head and below her hooves. "Concordia dang it all..." She thought with a huff, pushing back the rising panic and feeling something else rising up within her.

Closing her eyes, and practicing her breathing techniques, Nifty felt herself relax just a bit. She was certain she wouldn't be able to help whatever poor creature was lost in here if she turned into a monster. As luck (or irony) would have it, the instant she opened her eyes she found herself face to face with someone even more terrifying than she could ever be.

Letting out a shriek, she tumbled back a bit. Her three heads, huge teeth, and long claws sure gave her a spook.

"What is a little pony doing in my home?" The creature hissed out, each of her 3 heads speaking in a different voice. In her voices however, there was no malice. Only concern and curiosity. And the feeling that she hadn't spoken in a very long time.

"I..." She hesitates, collecting herself once more. "I'm here to help you, this place, whatever it is, is falling apart. You can't stay here, I'm really sorry."

The pale unicorn sounded confident, if it came down to it she could probably win a fight. At least the stranger didn't seem violent. The expression of the heads varied, from scared, to sad, to angry.

"I am Phobia and you cannot make me leave." She said after a moment, sitting down stubbornly. As the beastly creature sat down, the world shook and more cracks appeared in the fabric of the forest. "I've lived here since I was born."

"And I'm Nifty Needle, we have to go!" Nifty relplied, equally stubborn. Without waiting for an answer, she snatched up the front claws of the creature and dragged her with surprising strength back towards the portal. Around them, the world looked like it was falling to pieces.

The large creature struggled, and then shrieked as her tail got caught up in the cracks around them. Still frustrated and conflicted, Phobia followed the Unicorn through the portal and into the unknown.

-----

Coming out on the other side, she realized she wasn't the only displaced Draconequus. The city scape wasn't her home, but it was... pretty. Feeling lost in a way she'd never understood, she floated after the pale Unicorn who'd dropped her paw and started to walk away.

"Do you live here?" She asked, floating perhaps a bit closer than she needed.

The unicorn jumped, and closed her eyes in a tired fashion. "I don't, I was just here for the party."

And a party it must have been, before the world ended. Picking up a sparkly bead necklace from the ground gently, she turned it over in her claws. While she was distracted, she realized the pony was leaving again. Quietly curling the jewlery around her horns, she followed after.

Phobia was going to stick around with this strange pony who didn't seem all too afraid of her. Where else would she go? It wasn't like she'd talked to much of her own kind either in the last few years.

(648 words!)

Final Bit Count - 118
Fullbody +15
Shading +3
Complex BG +10
Event NPC +10
Event +50
Writing +30