Twilight Dance
Twilight coughed as her lungs began sucking in the acrid black smoke, choking out the air. She made a desperate attempt to call for help, but her voice was failing quickly.
Her eyes stung and her throat was parched.
As the flames began to lash out and grow higher and higher, Twilight could feel the oxoygen being sucked out of the air...the precious, life-giving oxoygen....
Thunder Bolt
Thunder Bolt made his way through the burning palace, leaping over the hungry flames. His ebony coat was shiny with sweat, and the stallion's powerful muscles surged beneath his hide, driving him onward.
The moist cloth he had placed over his muzzle was drying out at an alarming rate, but it only drove his determination to rescue anyone that was left inside. He called out once more, in search of anyone that was still inside. "Is there anyone left in here!?"