Elisabetta had woken with a start. Slightly disoriented and not quite sure where she was. When she had fallen asleep, she was in the plains, now she was in thick and haunting woods. Around her was fog that was slowly creeping towards her and she felt the hairs on her neck start to raise. She noticed however, she was not alone in the thicket, there was another pony there with her. Another flutter it seemed, but from where she was the female couldn't tell if he was awake or still asleep. Should she call out to him, maybe try to rouse him from his slumber and figure out what exactly was going on? Probably. Did she, not at first. At first she took in her surroundings. Listened as a thunder of hooves came towards her and she could see the ponies bearing down on them. Fear gripped her until at last they were upon her, but instead of attacking, they seemed to be beckoning her to follow, while also rousing her 'friend' from sleep.
"Welcome to the Wild Hunt." One said to her, a chill running down her spine at the words. Not because they had intent to harm her, no no. It was because something was going to happen. What exactly she wasn't sure. So she started towards them and the other pony there.
WC: 225
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