The Courier And Zebra

[Delernil 952]

(1-1 with me and TheLineTtotyer)

 

Traveller awoke with a start. His vision was blurry but he could make out trees and the blue sky. He lay for a minute before standing up, dazed and lost. Where was he? More importantly, why was he here? In his confusion, he called out.

 

'Anypony out there?!'

Edited February 19, 2014 by Delernil

[TheLineTrotter 100]

Nassir stood at the very edge of his little tribal village, a spear in hoof as he watched the surrounding jungle dutifully. The jungles were filled with ll sorts of dangers, the likes of which would make the Everfree forest of Equestria seem like a park. With no Pegasi, the weather was completely at the mercy of nature. It downpoured when it felt like it. It was a breezy afternoon when the mood suited it. It was a dark overcast when the spirits felt it should be so. It did not matter. Whatever the weather, he was to stand guard on the village. Nearly everyday some strage beast attempted to attack the village and he, with his fellow warriors if the monster deemed worthy of them, would defend the village to their last. 

 

Today, however, he was informed that there was a visitor coming today that he did not have permission to kill on sight, A Pegasus was coming with an important package for the leader. He had no idea what it was and it was, quite plainly, none of his bussiness. He was a warrior. He was not to meddle in his leader's affairs.

 

He stood guard and looked up, the sun already past it's highest point in the sky. The delivery pegusus was suppose to have been here by now. He blinked as he heard shouting in the distance, glanceing at one of his fellow guards. After a quick nod, Nassir understood and dashed off into the jungle, towards the call. He would not have normally done this, but this was a package for the leader. If the pony delivering it was dead, it was of no concern of his, but he had to retrieve the package.

[Delernil 952]

Traveller looked around at the trees. He began to come to his senses. He knew he wasn't where he last remembered being. He was in a field going to...where again?

 

...Zebra land! That's it! He was...delivering a package! But where was it? He began to panic. He had never lost a package and he never wanted to. The grey stallion began to comb the ground...it should have been in his saddlebag, but where was that? It wasn't on the ground or on his back. Traveller bit his lip.

 

He had lost the package.