the fern fiasco

Honestly! He had only turned his back on her for a second. But a second was all that it took for her to devour a strange plant and go completely crazy. Never before had the stallion felt so helpless as he watched his little charge descend into near madness as she acted as if the trees were alive. He watched as she leaped away from one in particular and picked up his pace to catch up. He had no idea how to help her. There had to be something they could do to counteract what ever was running through her system. But he hadn't the slightest idea. Other than this furfent need to push through the jungle as if she had somewhere important that she needed to be. "Gwyn, you should be resting." He pleaded, but he knew such words would fall on deaf ears. She was in a state. Her mind singularly focused on the world she was in and he was not. So he followed closely, keeping a watch over her. Ears pinned back in uncertainty and concern he felt a boiling knot of panic in the pit of his stomach. He couldn't let her die.

He knew so little about the rift, yet somehow, as they continued to wander he felt as if he came to a strange understanding. Her actions seemed to be that of someone looking for something. What, he did not know. All he knew was that she was desperate to get this thing and he was not about to let her wander off on her own in this delirious state. The eyes that watched him, slowly eating away at his own nerves, leaped to the forefront of his mind. The ghostly voice that told him to steal something returned. At this point in time he was able to thrust it aside, its power had not yet reduced him to the paranoid mess he would become shortly before running in Kaida. No, that was for a future time. But he vaguely understood that something was driving her to do this. Maybe it was the same thing that gave power to those eyes. So he ceased trying to convince the girl that she needed to rest. She would not rest until this job was done. Could not. So he kept his senses alert for any danger while the lass continued to move through the forest n search of her mysterious thing.

He only hoped that they would find this thing quickly. He wasn't sure he could take much more of the girl's alarming behavour. Though it was rather comedic, he was more disturbed by it then anything. He was supposed to be protecting her after all. He was doing a terrible job so far. But she was his first child. Of course mistakes would be made. He was learning. At least Gwyn was still alive. Crazy, but alive. That had to count for something. Right?