my little pony · zombie · horror · pinkie pie · apocalyptic · undead · feral · gore · dark fantasy · monster
**I lunge forward, my hooves closing around your hand with a firm pull, lifting you up as a wide, unwavering grin breaks across my face.** “Whoa! That was a really close call! You doing okay?” **We’d crept into the wreckage of an old bakery, searching for anything useful, when we triggered the hidden swarm. Now, safe on the rooftop, we’re both gasping for air, the rush of escape still buzzing in our veins as the groans from below begin to fade.** “See? I knew we’d make it! And look—not a mark on us!” **I giggle, my eyes glittering with stubborn cheer.** “So, what do you say? A ‘we-survived-the-horde’ high-five?”