One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon

by Tartarusbound

Chapter 61

Confusion seemed to be the currency of the day.

After fighting off an unusually aggressive pack of twig-hearts, suffering a number of injuries and receiving the aid of a friendly stingtail, the herd had started moving to a defensive structure a couple of scouts had found. Another castle, so they claimed.

It was true that transferring injured ponies was difficult.

It was true that the castle hadn’t been searched for traps or inhabitants.

It was true that dozens of twig-hearts were howling in the distance.

The herd began its march towards potential safety, flanked by the hunters and the stingtail.