Spurred on by the previous day’s events, Dash was determined to start walking again. She tried standing on all four hooves, but couldn’t manage more than a slow hobble on her injured legs. With a small sigh, Dash glanced back at her wings.
Not like they’re doing any better. Dash said to herself.
Rainbow looked over at her traveling companion. Strider, for his part, never complained about the slow pace Dash had set as she limped along. Instead, he seemed to understand what she wanted, and let Rainbow have the space she needed to try, yet stayed close enough help when she stumbled.
Despite some setbacks, Dash felt reinvigorated; she had hope, she was facing this challenge head on, she was going to get through this, she was going to get home to her friends, she was… going to faceplant.
Pain shot up through Dash’s muzzle as she connected with the ground. She let out a small groan as she laid there before Strider gently lifted her up and placed Dash back on her hooves.
“I’m alright.” Dash said as Strider looked her over. “Didn’t break anything this time.”
Strider gave Dash a reassuring smile, spoke a few strange words, then patted the pegasus on the head. Dash smiled back as the two of them resumed their journey.
Huh, kinda reminds me of what I do to Scoots when she crashes. Dash thought in the moment before a sudden revelation caused her to stop in her tracks. Wait, does he think I’m a filly?!