Involuntary Voyeur
The Story Continues!
Previous ChapterAuthor's Note
Hi, loyal readers! The story of Sandbar & Gallus continues in The Nowhere King, available here:
The Nowhere King
Below is a small excerpt of the new story. Thanks for reading!
The Story Continues!
Gallus shifted uncomfortably. He was perched on a tree branch, and it was neither as smooth nor as flat as it had seemed as he was flying towards it. He stilled his wings and nestled quietly behind a leafy bough, keeping his eyes on the ground. There, a quick flight from the tree, stood two earth ponies and a unicorn. He didn’t recognize any of them, which was a relief. He didn’t know why, but he would have hated to learn that one of his friends was in that group.
His friendship circle had grown tremendously during his time at the School of Friendship. He paused for a moment, reflecting on all the joys he had experienced since coming to Ponyville. He touched his chest, where a small, jade turtle hung from a finely-woven chain.
He turned his attention back to the gathering below. All three wore long capes that covered their cutie marks and draped down nearly to the ground. They looked ominous. Gallus felt a chill looking at the patterned cloth.
The chill was quickly replaced by warmth. Warm fur pressed into his back, along his wings, and down towards his tail.
“Gallllus,” a familiar voice whined. The griffon suddenly felt the warmth not just on his back, but in his chest, too. His beak split in a smile at hearing his boyfriend’s voice and feeling the stallion’s body pressed up against his own. “You let us oversleep,” Sandbar complained.
Gallus shook his head, confused. How was Sandbar up in tree with him? Why was the stallion talking about sleeping?
Gallus turned his attention back to the gathering on the ground.
All three ponies stared at Gallus, their eyes wide.
Gallus jerked back in alarm, and he fell from the tree. He cried out in surprise, and tried to flap his wings. His wings, though, were still bound in the earth pony’s warm embrace. There was also something firm pressing against his tail.
Gallus fell, the ground racing to meet him. He screamed in terror, unable to wing his way to safety...
