Trixie leaned against the frosty billowing gales of the wind closing her burning eyes. Stupid curse. Icy wind cut her body into chilly ribbons and she gritted her teeth at the fresh pain. Hot tears pressed out of the ends of her eyes. She gritted her teeth harder and kept pushing onwards. She had to reach the castle or she would surely die. Her horn glowed softly in the raging white storm and started to weakly envelope her shivering form. Little warmth rippled through her body but enough to keep her moving. The blizzard showed no mercy and got even stronger. Trixie screamed in anger as her hoofsteps became more pained and started to race forward. Biggest mistake EVER. A thin sheet of ice was all it took for her to lose balance and slip. She fell but did not stop mere seconds later, instead she kept falling and scraping her limbs due to rocky ledges jutting out of the cliff she was falling from. when she hit the ground what seemed like ages later a shrill shriek tore from her sore throat. Crimson blood pooled around her broken body and warmed Trixie in it's own horribly sick way. She coughed a few times the apple red body fluids spilling onto her chest from the cough. She shuddered in the cold. Cold.
