Didn't your mother ever tell you, "never pet a skunk at midnight"? *Written for the #JustWriteIt April Challenge over the course of a few hours*

A young, anthropomorphic wolf-pony hybrid brings upon the wrath of a skunk-pony. In a desperate plea, she offers him a way out. What will that way out be?

Three teenage friends heading into an old abandoned house to do a bit of exploring, unaware of the unusual inhabitant. What could possibly go wrong? Just a random short story I came up with. I doubt it will get much attention here, but I figured I may as well post it anyway. Cover art by me