Uri

With his scissor-like ears flattened against his skull, Melon almost lost his footing when his knees grew weak underneath him. Not just one, but three snakes? Why did these ponies even let it live this long? "S-scared? Who are you calling scared?", hissed the sea blue horse, collecting himself again and giving the black-and-white pony a glare. I got to think of something to get us off this topic. Melon narrowed his eyes and taunted, "So what do others call you? Torch head? "

Hurl's caution toward the gray griffon vaporized as he screeched grumpily, "I am not a student! I don't even want to come here!" Lashing his tail and puffing his feathers, he stood up and let out a loud 'hmph'. Marching right past the older griffon, Hurl broke into a run, spread both of his red wings wide, and leaped of from the edge of the cloud. Breeze swerved past him, ruffling his unkempt feathers again. "Just wait until they see me showing up at theri nests for abandoing me here! I am going to tear- Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Falling straight down to the ground like a rock, the small griffon desperatly tried to flap his wings, but one of it, crooked to a wird angle, refused to budge.

A grim look appeared on Melon's face as soon as the black-and-white pony finished his explantion. "Do you meant it has snake skins? Or snake tail? Or a snake tongue? Like... snake snake?", stammered the sea blue pony. His purple mane stood on its end as he suddenly froze and turned around three-hundred sixty degree at the spot. Quickening his pace, Melon strode closer to the group, so he wasn't at the end anymore.

The more desperate Hurl wanted to pull himself out, the deeper he sank into the soft cloud. At the end, the pillar rolled over his head like he was nothing but a piece of dough. Unflattening himself off, the red and yellow griffon sat up dizzily before he watched his surroundings with a dumb and lost look. His wings gave a flap when he spotted someone. A griffon! The sight of the unfamiliar but also familar figure calmed him down a bit, though Hurl couldn't identify him. He's probabaly from a diffferent flock. Why does he look so calm with the....ponies? Aren't they going to eat him?

Casually Melon strolled after the other ponies at the end of the group, cocking his head to see if there was a path ahead. If mists were swirling between the branches, this place would definitly felt like home, a place that only existed in memory now. "Don't tell me you ponies don't even know which way you are heading. " Manticore? What in the world is that? "Isn't that village over there yours? Aren't you supposed to know your territory inside-and-out?" Narrowing his eyes accusingly, Melon challenged. Why would anybody leave any beast alive if they had knowledges of it?

Those mangy mouse-eaters! With his beaks clicking to express his anger, Hurl planted both talons firmly on the ground in an effort to heave himself out from underneath the broken pillar. Then he flopped his chest back down, his eyes dim and his stomache growled loudly. "Arr, I am hungry... wh-what is this place?" Finally, the red-headed griffon turned his attention to look at the new surrounding. Nervously he, wanting to get out of here, gulped as he remembered his cousins' tales of griffon-eating ponies. Little did he know, ponies were vegetarinans.

In a blink, the pupils of the yellow eyes undliated and flashed out of Melon's sight. With his left hoof hovered over the pouch in front of his chest, slowly the sea blue horse, buckling his knees in preparation to sprint away any moment, dropped his hoof back down and hoped to detect any incoming vibration, The sound of wind and the dense smell of the leaves were all what he could sensed, proving the yelllow eyes to be away from them. It wasn't hesitating. That beast is waiting for us to advance in deeper into its territory, then it will pluck us off like easy preys. "Shouldn't you politely announce your name first before you ask somepony for his?" Melon, brushing away a drop of sweat, turned and shrugged at the gold-brown mane pony. "Just kidding, I am Melon." Breathing in slowly, Melon turned away and walked back to the group. Guessing the ice-blue pony to be the leader of the herd, he called out, "If you don't mind me, I will offer my help on your little quest."

Seal up the temple? Melon raised one of his eye line at the speaker and let out a scoff, wondering why any pony would believe any nonsense like this. Unless he really is telling the truth. Coming from an earth pony village, he wasn't really familiar with magics of any sort, but he wasn't going to back down this easily. In return, the sea blue pony also bared a sly smile before he trotted into the dark forest. "No smiling, is it? Don't worry. No hard feelings. In fact, I disliked slow talkers, so your straightforwardness suited me just fine." Closing his eyes slightly to adjust to the darkness, Melon gazed at his surroundings. Then he he froze, finding a pair of yellow slit eyes glaring right back at him.

"Well, isn't that obvious? I am a traveller- Whoa! " Melon exclaimed and took a step back as soon as the pony's face burst into flames, his brown eyes sharpened down into slits. The shadow behind him flickered. "Raw magic, is it?" Instead of showing signs of fear or any of that sort, the sea blue pony veered off, keeping the distance the same, and started to slowly trot around the skull-faced pony. A part of him asked for a fight to be started, but his conscience got the better of him. "Chill up, skull head. Or do you want me to pour water on you? I don't have a thing to do with this."

"Ow! You little mouse! And don't ever come back again!" Two struggling figures soared down clumsily from the edge of the horizon, their wings spread wide before them in an attempt to brake. The feathery thing they togehter seized in their talons wasn't helping them at all. One of the huge griffon swiped at the air with his hindpaws, his yell of pain was covered when his companion also grunted when the thing kicked, claws unsheathed, at his beak. The adult griffon couldn't take any longer and pinched off the thing's beak off his talon and prepared to launch. A small bundle of fiery red feathers and golden fur was forcefully tossed down to the cloud platform like a cannonball. Across the bouncy surface it rolled, leaving small red feathers behind its path. Finally it stopped, by crashing head first into a wall. "Ha! It doesn't hurt at all!" Wings, though one crooked and hanged lifelessly, flapped out of the bundle, following by the shape of an eagle's head, revealing the thing to actually be a small griffon. Hurl, quite shaken, stood on his talons/paws wobbly and screeched challengingly to the two adult griffons he just bit and kicked. "I am not scared of you hummingbird-heads!" "Wh-what did you just say?" The two griffons that were gong to leave as soon as possible turned back, glaring angrily at the fledgling down below. Out of anger, one swooped down closer and swiped powerfully across a cloud pillar. With a kick the griffon made sure the broken half of the pillar fell down upon Hurl, who was too dizzy to walk away. "This will teach you not to get us angry, you vermin! " His companion joined in jeerfully, "Yeah, so you are now pony food! Enjoy~!" Laughing, the two flew away and dissapeared between the clouds. Underneath the pilar, Hurl forced his upper half body to be squeezed out from underneath. Since it was made of clouds, it hardly ever hurt, let along to squash somebody underneath it. His gray beak clicked as he struggled to crawl out, "I will get you guys!"

Against the outline of the sky, a sea blue Earth Pony stood near the edge of the roof. Lightly he leaped forward, his figure casting a shadow on the ground for a second before he landed soundlessly on the next roof. Then another. And another until he arrived at the edge of the village. His brown eyes gazed back toward the center of Ponyville. At first he thought he might as well as to get some supplies from one of the houses here, since the ponies here were reckless enough to leave their doors and windows open. But, even in stranger's land, Melon could tell that there was evil in the air. It was better to leave things as they were than to change them. "Next time." said Melon, strapping his pack tighter against his shoulder before he continued to trot along the trail leading away from the village. Ahead of him was a group of ponies next to the forest. "Is this a group tour?" Melon paused as he examined the odd group with amusement in his eyes. "If it is, I am joining."

Thank you for your help! I just discovered about that, too! This forum is really well-organized and noob friendly.

Wow, I never expected welcomes coming so fast. Thank you! No, I didn't get kicked. This is my first time on this site. It's just I want to try something fresh get my roleplaying senses back. > < Oh, yeah, the Meet the Pyro trailer. I have been waiting for it for a long time, but I never expected it to be so awesome. Comparing to it, other trailers really need remakes. By the way, how do I become a Muffin? I have been posting, but my number of posts on my display doesn't seem to be ...adding?

Hi, so are you a returning member? Nice to meet you. I am new. Barkion?

Nice to meet you. What's the difference between just Pony and Brony? Aren't they... all love My Little Ponies?

Hi, I think we have the same problems, Razerwing58. Your story is very similiar to mine. Nice to meet you.

Hi, Quartza00. I am very new to this site and the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic community, too. It will take a while for me to learn all the terms and rules. I am looking forward to Roleplaying on this site. By the way, are Pegasisters generally mean MLP fan girls?

Hi, I am really new here. I hope I can have my power and confidence back again here. There are so many rules that I need to learn.