Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-27560171-20170214005851/@comment-32788838-20170216233234

Depeche, meanwhile, had assumed the safer route of the course, preferring not to risk Duran Duran's life over various cuts and slashes from the sharp rocks that were scattered across the path. He took his time and was rather calm about things, placing his hand upon his horse's back so as to channel his electricity through her in order to commence the electrotherapy needed to recuperate from the injuries he and his steed would inevitably sustain. He huffed as they travelled through the foliage, grunting while Duran Duran neighed and whinnied.

"Just hold fast, girl. I don't like it either, but it's better than falling off a cliff."