We Have Been Starving

A MONSTER This food may be fast, but it is not easy. There’s a thrill in hunting prey that fights back, yet the beast has gone so long without a solid meal, it lacks any patience for this game of cat and mouse. The beast recoils, for a moment surprised by the golden tongues springing from the colt’s hooves. The light illuminates the thorny features of the monster’s faces for only a moment before the boy retreats into the trees, dashing blindly away from imminent danger. An enraged roar rips from one mouth, and is echoed by the other. The mixed-blood colt is quick and agile, but the monster is strong and bulky. It lunges forward again, barreling easily through the thinly-trunked saplings, only hindered by the widened trunks of the ancient trees. Then, a brief and mild shock tickles its flank; an attack with the ferocity of a horsefly. It staggers forward with unused momentum, bursting free from the trees into a small clearing. It twists its heads, one preoccupied with scanning the trees for its intended meal, and the other casts an enraged gaze upon the meddling unicorn mare. As she rampages forward, the beast turns and swings its massive tail, sending the woman tumbling into the wet grass. A shrill whinny escapes the mare, echoing through the trees. Its target has changed, and it turns its back, unsuspecting. A rumbling growl rolls up the throats. Now both heads direct themselves towards the girl, forked tongues licking lips greedily as it steps forward to claim a galaxy-flavored hors d’oeuvre. Sometimes the world doesn’t need another hero Sometimes what it needs is a monster

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