Leo has his eyes squeezed shut, so he almost misses when they suddenly start moving again, somehow, Donnie dragging him along.
He opens his eyes in time to see the spray of blood and feathers, the flash of purple light. Donnie is hurt, and something desperate and scared screams at the realization, but when he tries to put too much weight on his hurt leg it nearly buckles under him and he has to lean against Donnie.
The monsters are forced back, but the fear in Leo's mind is still sharp. His horn starts to glow again, the light enveloping Donnie and healing the wound on his wing.
The mane hangs in Leo's face as he pants. He wants to run, but he can't move well now, and he can't leave Donnie anyway. He grips onto his brother, his mind a useless, whirling blur.
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He opens his eyes in time to see the spray of blood and feathers, the flash of purple light. Donnie is hurt, and something desperate and scared screams at the realization, but when he tries to put too much weight on his hurt leg it nearly buckles under him and he has to lean against Donnie.
The monsters are forced back, but the fear in Leo's mind is still sharp. His horn starts to glow again, the light enveloping Donnie and healing the wound on his wing.
The mane hangs in Leo's face as he pants. He wants to run, but he can't move well now, and he can't leave Donnie anyway. He grips onto his brother, his mind a useless, whirling blur.