[PRP] Falling Forward (Bitter Apple & Safe Harbor)

[.Tortured. .Pumpkin.]

The swamp looked as if it was becoming more and more desolate as the autumn continued. While the evergreens held strong, the other plants were not as fortunate. Decaying leaves half-crunched as they stuck to the bottom of green hooves, the doe attached meandering reluctantly through, following a stark white swan at uncomfortable speeds. Bloom was waddling through the swamp with ease, Bitter Apple tsking and chasing after him. "Get back here," she whispered sharply, unhappy with his actions. He's going to get eaten one of these days, she thought ruefully.

Shaddaling

 

[Shaddaling]

.Tortured. .Pumpkin.

Safe Harbor trotted slowly through the swamp, enjoying the changing weather as days been came cooler and leaves trickled down, making delightful crunch under hoof. The best thing about fall was how many things ripened making the time a feast. Depending on if one could find it. He flicked an ear, sniffing about.  

[.Tortured. .Pumpkin.]

Shaddaling

Thanks so much for your understanding! <3 Sorry again!

Bitter Apple's ears twitched at a sound coming up behind her, which was certainly not her swan. She stopped, ignoring him for a moment as she tried to pinpoint the sound. While she had yet to come into contact with something that may want to eat her, it was always at the back of her mind, silly as she felt it was. "H-h-hello?" Her greeting was quiet and strained, the fear in her voice obvious.  

[Shaddaling]

Safe Harbor gave a small noise, and turned, heading towards the voice and peered out from a tangle of bush. "Ooh! Good afternoon, can I help you with something?" He questioned, coming around fully.

.Tortured. .Pumpkin.