My new life... HAS PONIES?!

I lied against a stalagmite; water droplets hit the tip and splashing on my mane. “Ugh… where am I?” I thought grabbing my head. I looked around to see that the structure around me contained four nests each with a deferent amount of large eggs. “Too bad I don’t have a stove and a frying pan” I chuckled feeling something lean against me shoulder. I tuned and my eyes widened by the sight of the figure.

It was a decomposed carcass of a female Pegasus. Sickness passed through my stomach, fear shivered down my spine, and the only thing that I could think of is “Whatever did this might be back soon. I have got to find a way out of here.” I walked away from the body and stepped in a large scaly substance that was lying on the stone floor. I slipped and bumped into a gigantic cold statue. I took a closer look and realized that the substance was the same height and length as the statue.

“Oh shit” I thought remembering the chicken headed creature. The stone figure was a large dragon with three to six heads. I soon heard the pitter patter of talons roaming across the cave towered the nests. I hid behind the statue and poked my head out to see there were three chicken head creatures caring a stone pig. They place the pig in-between the nests.

They started to peck at the chest of the pig breaking off pieces of rock. Soon they penetrated the stone and started bighting at the pink, porky, flesh as blood splattered on their beaks and feathered heads. “At least there distracted, but wait. There are three of them. Where is the fourth?” I thought sneaking around the dragon statue. I tripped over an object that screeched an ear bleeding cry as I kneed it in the face. Falling to the ground I looked back to see it was the fourth chicken lizard.

I turned over to my backside and saw the creature stand up with a fiery rage in its small red eyes. Its screech alerted the other three chicken lizards from their feast. They soon stepped toward me and I slowly clawed away. The faster the moved the sooner I got on my hooves and started running. I could hear them clucking; it gets louder and louder by the second.

As one of them jumped on my back it scratched and pealed the skin off causing blood to drip to the ground. I slipped on the crimson substance and twisted my front right leg spraining my ankle. “SHIT!” I yelled tumbling to the ground grasping the area to relieve some pain. Before the chicken lizard could jump off my spine I squished it against the stone pushing its talons deeper into my flesh.

“AHHHH!” I screamed hearing the chicken like neck break on impact. Feeling all the pain run through my mind only one idea was there. “If these creatures work like medusa then I could use that ageist them” I thought searching for my dagger. But sadly it wasn't on me. Out the corner of my right eye I saw a small sparkle shine off a chunk of some sort of metal.

There it was lying by the stalagmite I woke from. I got up to three of my still good hooves, grabbed the chicken lizard, and limped over to the dagger. Limping over to it wasn't a problem trying not to get attacked by the last three creatures was the hard part. I grabbed the miniature blade with my left hoof and chopped off the head of the chicken lizard. Blood sprayed over the dagger and my face with each chop.

Having the two parts separated, I grabbed the head and pointed it at the nearest threat. My idea was a success as one of the creatures came in contact with the heads lifeless eyes and began turning to stone. Grinning from the expected effect I pointed my new weapon at the last two and watched at their godforsaken souls turn into nothing, but a substance for stone soup. Remembering the objects I awoken to earlier I limped back to the nests and reached for an egg. As I held the large oval shape shell my stomach started talking to me “unless you want to eat lizard I suggest you find a fire pit.”

I grabbed another egg and headed out through a bright white light that surrounded the exit. I took a deep breath smelling the fresh air while hearing birds sing. My stomach rumbled once more reminding me of my primary objective. I looked around seeing rocks, sticks, pine straws, and leaves. I placed the eggs next to a tree and started picking up rocks.

I drew a circle in the dirt and placed each rock on the cylinder line. I picked up fifteen sticks and twigs and piled them into a tepee shape tying the tip with a little bit of pine straw to keep it from falling over. I stuffed the remaining pile of pine straws in the tepee. I took a hoof full of leaves, crushed them, and sprinkled the remains over the wood. I picked up two stones, held them next to the pine straw, and slammed the two together causing a small spark to jump on the crushed leaves.

The spark soon turned to a cloud of smoke. As the smoke got darker the fire grew bigger and engorged the material turning it to charcoal. I took the two eggs and laid them next to the fire; should be ready in the next thirty minutes. To pass the time I got up and went for a walk. Five minutes passed and I heard the sound of running water.

“Oh thank god. Now I can get this crap off me” I thought walking towards the sound. I approached what appeared to be a river. Anxiously wanting to get the scent of iron off my person I stepped in the cool liquid. I sat down and scrubbed my back legs with the water; my ankle was still sprained so it hurt when I twisted it. With each scrub the water became darker, but at least my coat was returning to its natural colors.