In the darkness a tired pair of blue eyes blinked, followed by a long and weary sigh. It is said that those who walk in the shadow of death for too long gain a sort of apathy towards it, as such the mare curled up in the dark had adopted a somber approach to the entire ordeal. She sniffed, idly regarding the long scratch running across her shoulder, the fur matted with crusted red. She hated the waiting most of all, it had become almost routine now, she remembered how the others had fallen.

There had once more but now she was alone, this was just supposed to be a fun camping trip into whitetail woods... everything was going great. But then those things came, those horrible things. With maws twisted into grotesque leering grins, claws and teeth and the unchanging expression. That fucking mindless smile, a sick parody was what it was. She hated them. Her eyes clenched tightly at the gruesome memories, the screams, the cackling. It haunted her and she soon found herself staring blankly at the long abandoned fireplace for the longest time, now damp and wretched.

Then came a skittering of foliage from the other side of the cabin walls she found herself holed up in, her breath hitched and her ears stood rigid. For a moment all was absolutely still, her breath held in terror as her hoof lightly caressed the flare gun in her lap. Silence, perhaps she had gotten lucky, or perhaps unlucky as now there was more waiting. She let loose her shaky breath and shuddered, her chapped lips eventually gave a small, humorless smile at the irony.

Then she jumped at the crash, something big threw it's weight mindlessly into the door, it's limp mass impacting with a wet thud. Then came another, and another. They were here it seemed. But she was ready, she wasn't going to go down like the rest of them.

Gripping the canister of gas, she held the flare gun level and prepared a spell to puncture the metal just as a furry claw smashed through the decaying wood of her refuge, it's owner thrusting it's elongated head through the timber where it glared at her with that fucking horrible, ever static expression. She stood up and snarled "YIFF IN HELL FURFAGS!!"

And then there was fire.

Author's Note

Fucking furries mann. >tfw ~~furries~~ bronies post ponies on non pony sites.