I quietly trot into town, making sure everyone's asleep. I make sure my hood is low and covers my body. I run to each stall only grabbing the herbs, spices and plants I need, leave bits as I go.
Just as I'm almost back to my home in the forest, I hear voices behind me. "Shh! She'll hear us." "Sorry! I'm trying!" "Hush Pinkie!" Who followed me this time? It has been awhile.
I ignore them and continue on to my den. Smoothly sliding down into the earth. I'm met with different smells and the sound of machines working. "Good to be back. Now to get started."
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Outside
"She went in here! Come on!" One whispers, quietly making their way into the den.
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Back inside.
I sound of dirt and rocks under hooves pulls me from my mixture. I turn to see 6 mares fall on top of each other. "You best have a reason for following me. It's quite rude to follow other, you know." I glare at them from under my hood.
"W-Who a-are y-you?" The yellow ask, slowly backing into the only empty part of my den. "I feel like I should be asking you that." I say, turning and taking my cloak off, letting my mane fall to the floor. "I am Wolf, Timber Artly Wolf. Tim for short. Again, who are you?" I ask, already on the end of my fuse.
"Twilight Sparkle."
"Rainbow Dash."
"Pinkie Pie."
"Rarity."
"Fluttershy."
"Applejack."
I am Timber Wolf. Lost of them all. Mlp
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