His heart thundered violently, pulse thrumming dangerous in his chest as the beating hooves rushed forth over he crumbling ground beneath them. They would make it, just a bit further, and then...
Wander gasped out in startled breath as the horse came to a sudden halt. He knew it had been too late. After all of this, everything would come to an end. They would fall to their deaths and all would be in vain. However...
Agro reared her head back before flinging the young man forth, over the neck of his companion and over the remaining space between them and sturdy ground. From beneath the creature, what was left of the ground crumbled and fell, plummeting to the river that flowed far below.
His heart skipped in his chest as fear set in. He crawled forward, stumbling slightly and gazing over the cliff at his fallen partner with useless eyes, brows knitted together to the sight before him.
"Agro!" he cried out though knowing it was too late. His shoulders hunched, head lowered and fingers clenched into the dirt and mud. Time and time again she had come to his aid, and this time he could do nothing for her in return.
All was silent.
Not even his breath could be heard or the whispers of the surrounding wind. Letting out a shuddery breath, Wander closed his eyes and drew his knees to his chest to give a moment of silence and thought to his truest friend. The one who had given herself for him.
He wanted to break down, give up. Eyes opened slowly to gaze down at scars, white skin, mud and cuts coating once flesh tone. His hair had darkened too, and little feeling seemed to meet his skin, regardless how powerful the touch or blow.
There were times when he would space off now. He forgot the last time he truly smiled and stood outside simply to enjoy the sensation of the wilderness. He was losing himself.
Swallowing hard then, wander forced himself to stand on shaky legs. There would be time later to ponder these things. For now, one more enemy stood between him and his goal. Agro's death would not be in vain.
