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"I said...er...", the griffon gasped, "We're all cabin and no engine." They were in the last cabin and apparently the Crystal Empire train did not have a caboose. They were going backwards and soon would hit one of those bad tracks. Without an powerful engine to pull it straight, they would probably tip over. Could they simply fly away? Not likely as the wind was really powerful. It almost reminded her of the cliffs near Griffonstone.
 
"Ah crap.", she had her small travel bag with her art stuff, and an carry-on that contained most of her other stuff. She also had an larger bag that contained a few special outfits for certain occasions, but that bag was with the rest of the train and was still heading off to the Crystal Empire.
 
They were going to need to jump. This she could see herself doing, along with the fit Pegasus mares, but the sight impaired little pony? Loose Cannon! She would require assistance! But the black bird would also need her bags. While her supplies were not intended to help her survive in the middle off the frozen wilderness, it would still be of use. A few bottled waters. Some salmon jerky.
 
Once Golden Daze found her way out of the train, the griffon grabbed her one bag, "Bag overboard!", she called out. Or was it over-train? She wanted to make sure the ejected mare knew what would soon be coming her way.
 
"Er, Miss Cannon? I don't have a lot of time to explain, but I'm going to help you get off this train..", Zelda made her way near the mare, "Get your bag if you have one, and I'll get you out of here nice and safe." After she gave the pony a moment to collect her things, the large bird quickly lifted up the mare and went towards the exit, "Just try to curl into a little ball...These clothes I'm wearing are thick enough to protect us both...."
 
Once she found the right timing, Zelda leaped off of the train with her 'passenger'....Into the cold, white, fluffy stuff....
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All cabin and no engine... who would have thought that choosing the last one would probably be a bad thing? Was this train cursed? It would seem awfully weird and strange for the train to just split like that and have no one notice. Supposedly. Maybe someone from the other side noticed? Sooner they noticed sooner they could come back for them? Although as far as she was aware the train wasn't designed to stay in this environment for longer than it needed to. It was probably safer for the train to continue and than send back help. From a selfless standpoint, she would go with that. From a 'she didn't want to die in this extreme moment' standpoint she hoped not.

 

"Alright, yes jump. Yeah totally." She wasn't particularly sure if she leaving was any better than staying here. Sure there was turbulence and that, but she stood her ground, right? It seemed with no time to think, the group already made up their mind. "Make sure to roll when you land." She said out loud to no one in particular. It just went through her mind at that moment, probably wouldn't matter anyway because it's just snow. Unless it's ice. She hoped not. She would need to grab her stuff first. She didn't bring much with her, just one set of bags. She was not intending on spending a lot of time at her destination anyway. It was a good thing she didn't have to carry much through here.

 

"Er, thanks I appreciate the concern, but, I'm sure I can take care of myself," She replied to the griffon while she was retrieving her bag. The Griffon probably didn't listen to her anyway. It took her a bit longer than she wanted to grab her stuff because it was a bit mixed up in the rummage and she couldn't really tell the difference. "Alright got it- hey!" she was yanked off the ground by the griffon who carried her towards the exit. She wanted to complain but in this situation any interruptions were ill-advised. Yeah, the train was totally cursed. 

 

The air outside was cold, she could feel it from the parts of her that weren't pressed up against the Gryphon. For a moment she thought it wasn't going to happen but it did and they landed on the ground a moment later. "Hey, uh Zelda... You can stop holding on to me now." Who would have thought she would be the one getting "rescued?"

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Fiver was the last off the train, at first trying to figure out the why. Did someone on this train not want any of them to get to the empire? Was someone here more important than they were letting on? Noone in their cabin seemed to be hiding anything while they were getting to know each other. She looked closely at the damaged coupling closer, trying to memorize how it looked before she grabbed her luggage and jumped out into the frigid winds. 

 

Having her suitcase in hoof made her stumble in the air, her balance offsuit by the heavy case. She tossed it to the side of the tracks as the car sped backwards down the tracks. It landed beside Zelda's in a snowbank that was only growing with the increasing amount of snow coming down. Fiver rushed over to the rest of the group as the winds continued to howl. While they were loud, at least they weren't so booming as to prevent anyone from talking. 

 

One didn't get into the Wonderbolt academy by panicking, Fiver certainly didn't. In times of emergency like this she needed to keep a cool head as best as she could. IN this frigid wind, no problem at all... hopefully. She could already feel her teeth started to chatter. "I-is everyone okay? Nopony-- or griffin- injured?"

 

 

 

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Daze poked her head out of the freezing snow, sneezing out the last of the iced over chunks on her face. Her snout was wet, and frozen, and she hated the feeling. Her mane was now damp on the tips, and her fluffy shoes were damp as well. That was an amazing feeling. She wasn't cold at all. Nope. "It's hotter than a summer afternoon," she muttered to herself sarcastically, annoyed from the horrible weather and sudden action to jump off the train. 

 

Oh yeah, her companions and herself jumped off their cabin. 

 

Oh Celestia. 

 

The Pegasus twisted herself around, gliding her golden eyes around the white blanket of snow to find some sort of color. Once she spotted some movement, she yelled, "Everyone okay?!" Hopefully no one was hurt, because how could they get back to the train? Or the empire? Thinking about this, Daze was really going into freak out mode. What if they couldn't find a way out of this freezing mess? "Stay calm, Daze. Stay calm." She poked her head out of the snow even more, trying to see the others. She then heard Fiver's voice, calming her down. "I'm over here, Fiv- I'm okay." 

 

Daze needed to get out of the snow and head over to the other Pegasus, but how could she? She'd have to either crawl out or fly out. The wind was incredibly strong, but she was a strong flier. She could do it... maybe. So, Daze crawled out of the ice hole and opened her wings to fly, then lifting herself off the ground. She was airborne for a few seconds, until the wind pulled her out of control and flung her over to Fiver. "That worked better than I thought. I don't recommend flying, though. The wind it stronger than I thought, ha-" she said to Fiver, giving her a weak smile and a nervous look. "Have you seen the others?" The clothed Pegasus looked around again, seeing Zelda and Loose near them. "Hey! You gu-ys okay?"

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Nice, heavy snow. Normally she would hate to see it in her yard. But this time it kept the blacksmith and her ‘passenger’ free from harm. And even nasty scraps and bruises.
 
“Oh....Right.” under her lawyer of clothing, feathers and fur was a blushing little griffon girl. She almost did not want to let the poor mare go as ponies were so dang hug-able. After what seemed like forever, Zelda released the poor mare from her grip.
 
“Not terribly keen about our current predicament.”, the black bird grumbled as she retrieved her bag, “But I feel fine. I would rather be in our little cabin, but oh....”, she gasped as their former little home kept rolling down the track. It seemed to go faster the longer it went on.
 
“We probably should start moving. Even with all this clothing, we could still freeze to death out here...” and there was always a chance of FROSTBITE. She didn’t want to end up like Ol’ Steelbeak.
 
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She had to admit, part of her wanted the griffon to remain held to herself. It was definitely warmer. But lying in the snow together wouldn't get much work done and so she was glad when she was released. The snow, the thing that softened and prevented their harm, would now be the one to probably cause that harm. It was cold, wet and quite loud. She could hear the others, but the wind was really distracting. Hopefully, that wouldn't impede her, she had much bigger problems than being any more blind than she was. Flashbacks to over a decade ago, when she wasn't quite as adept as she was now. A lot changed over those years, for the better. 

 

At her current capabilities, she couldn't perceive the cabin anymore. Yeah. It was gone. And obviously they had to go the other way. "Well, the cabin would be warmer, until it's not. Than we'll probably have to walk anyway, with less resources than before. There was a situation named after such dilemma wasn't there?" She commented to the griffon. "So yeah, we're basically okay. The snow saved us, and now... it will probably kill us. But not yet." She pulled herself off the ground and made sure her stuff was okay. Yeah it was. Enough of it was okay. Not like it was much survival gear anyway. 

 

"So, uh. How long has it been since we left? Because that will sort of tell us how far we have left to go. With adjustments, for a lot of stuff." This was going to suck. A lot. 

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At first Fiver only heard Daze's voice as no louder than a whisper when contrasted with the roaring winds around the group. She tried to look around but those same winds stung her eyes when she turned into them, making the mare wince and turn away from the sound of Daze's voice. Fiver was about to try and take flight herself to get closer to the athlete, but Daze's quick flight then rough landing brought out a sigh of relief.

 

Fiver offered her hoof to help her fellow former passenger back on her hooves, "Glad to see you're okay, Daze."

 

 Hearing Zelda and Loose Cannon voice their thoughts on the situation, Fiver was left in thought. She turned towards the direction that their car had just sped down, "There could be a cave or something at the base of the mountain. If the train car is in good enough shape at the bottom... we might be able to find some signal flares in it for emergencies. " She looked back to the group, "We still have our luggage right? Did anyone bring any emergency supplies? There could also be some shelter in towards the mountains... and the first rule of waiting to be rescued is to stay where you are... or at least close to it."

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The wind was strong. Really, really strong. The poor Pegasus couldn't fly, or hear really anything because the wind seemed to be literally screaming in her ears. Why couldn't she get a hat that covered her ears? When she was done here, she'd walk out with icicles hanging from them. And her nose.. and probably her feathers. And Daze was stuck there thinking, what if she could never fly again from the frostbite her feathers could get? She was even more scared now. But, she had to be tough in front of her friends. 

 

Would it be worth it though?

After crashing, she felt herself being lift up from Fiver, which made Daze sigh in a huge relief. At least she had one pony with her. "Thanks, dude," she said smoothy, giving a toothy and goofy grin to the other Pegasus. Soon, she found herself walking, or trying to, towards the other two. 

 

The cold was starting to make Daze's nose burn, and in no time it would feel numb. "Looking for a cave would be smart- Just to find some shelter and stuff." She looked at the train car that crashed, making her head tilt. "Yeah, I don't know if the train car made it, Fiv. We should all just start walking. We could follow the tracks. I feel like that would be smart, so we don't get lost in this behemoth of a storm." The mare hooked her bags to her back, securing them so she didn't have to hold them. "I don't have any emergency equipment, but I have some snacks and extra clothes if anyone needs something."

 

The mare looked around, only seeing snow covering the tracks quickly. "We should get going, I'm sure the ponies running the train knows one of it's carts came off the back. I bet we could meet them halfway up the mountain. Standing here is a faster way to get killed, I'm sure." The mare started walking slowly, trying to stay calm in this situation, but the howling of the wind and the nipping cold of the snow didn't help this sticky situation. 

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Oh, how Zelda wished she was part snow leopard....And not black panther....She was a creature who lived for the heat. Her toasty homeland of Rockwington....Her smithy....All nice and hot. But here she was in the freezing cold. Fire Walker was right. She should have traveled south to the Gallopocus Islands. Maybe even dragged the rest of her friends with her. Allow her red mare friend to enjoy the last few days of her freedom before marriage. Take poor Docket away from her stressful job. And even help inspire Miss Presteza with her art. But nope. She was here with strangers in the middle of the freezing north. And she really had to pee. Why did she drink all those Sunrise Sarsaparillas! Why? Because they were free, and she had her own private washroom. That was until the others showed up and the dang cabin became unhinged.
 
"I have a few things in my pockets here.....Keys......change....Another can of Sunrise Sarsaparilla....", she muttered as she trudged along with the others, "Torn train ticket....Fidget spinner....Wow, it's been awhile since I've worn this....I do have my carry on, but most of my useful stuff is probably a little closer to the Crystal Empire by now..."
 
What did that little dingus of a pony say? Little Wind Walker's friend....What was his name? Fast Pass? Breakfast? Fast Past! Colt loved trains and would ramble on about them..."I heard when they build tracks like these...Outside of civilization...Sometimes they dig enough ground to make an hoof-made cave...Usually use it to store supplies...We might find one of these along the track...Along with an emergency station....Although I'd probably not want to hang out exposed for too long..."
 
Daze was the one with the best idea....."Guess we can head up the mountain then....", she groaned. Maybe she should have stayed home.
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