Arms crossed over his chest as he leaned up against the frame of Zizzy's door. A look of admiration crossed his features as he watched the zebra move gracefully through her room. She was practicing with her fencing foil, executing each of the moves that she had taught Pony so long ago, absolutely flawlessly. She was beautiful. Perfect in every single way. She hadn't taken notice of the horse just yet as she swung her fencing foil this way and that. However, as she turned to swing her sword once more, she jumped, clearly startled by Pony's sudden appearance.

Pony's voice was frantic in the darkness, causing a shiver to rush up Zizzy's spine. She couldn't tell what it was that had been chasing them, but the zebra could tell it was big by the heavy footsteps that followed behind them. Lucky for them, it seemed that they'd managed to escape its clutches. For how long, she couldn't be sure. But for now, at least, the sound of the footsteps had disappeared. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of Pony's heavy breathing and the thundering of her heart rushing through her ears. In the distance, she could hear the echoing of what sounded like dripping water and even as she strained and flicked her ears this way and that, she couldn't hear anything further from the monster that had been chasing them.