Captain Fenris Lore

Fenris sighed, and looked at the sun, which was about half-way in the sky. "Alright, Felon." he said. "That's enough for now. Get some sleep. We move at dusk. I might continue the story some other time."

Felon sighed, unhappy the story was over for now. However, he did know that Fenris was thinking something very naughty,  mainly because the UFO (Unidentified Flaccid Object) in between the Captain's legs had gone unusually non-F. That only made it a UO. Strange indeed.

And then again, it could just be his own descriptions of Elicla. Felon himself, while imagining Elicla's character, had felt aroused. Speaking of which, he had slightly better things to do then sleep for the next hour or so...

...

Fenris, at around four, walked back into camp on a final gathering mission. They needed all the food they could get.

He noticed Felon was sleeping soundly. Very much so. The bulge underneath the covers of the bedroll confirmed his belief. Fenris could only wonder of what scenes could be going through the Lieutenant's head.

He sighed.

...

Felon got quickly up when he woke up, and saw that Fenris had already packed. Quickly he got up and put on his chest plate (he'd lost the rest of his armor in the explosion), and then set about rolling up his bedroll and grabbing a knapsack to carry.

Fenris nodded at him as he started packing. While Felon did so, Fenris began explaining some things to him. "Alright, Felon, what we need to do is find a safe place and maybe some other changelings. The problem with that is that there isn't many safe spots for a changeling in Equestria. The harsh reality is that we may not get a chance to go home. I doubt Chrysalis will bother to send airships so we can get out of here. Too dangerous. I think we should make toward the Unicorn Range Mountains to the west. Not only will that put us closer to the west coast, and thus home, but the mountains are a rough place. No Royal Guard in his right mind would go into a place like that. At times, its even worse then the Everfree, as it's a lot bigger."

Elon nodded, and placed the last few things into his bag. "But," he said, "Why not go for the Crystal Mountains in the north? They are even harsher, supposedly."

Fenris shook his head. "Nope. Ponies go up there all the time to remember the lost empire. I've heard a lot of ponies in Equestria have heritage going back into the Crystal Empire, and then Treasure Hunters are all over, drawn to the thought of a lost city made of crystal like moths to a light."

That ended the conversation for the rest of the night, until, at around midnight, Felon mustered up his strength and asked a question he had been curious about.

"Hey, Fenris?" he said.

"Yeah?" Fenris replied, turning to see his lieutenant.

"Well I was wondering," continued Felon. "This Serioil figure, he seems familiar, like I should know who he is. Who is he?"

Fenris chuckled, his hazy outline of a head smiling. "You probably do, you probably do..."

Nothing more was said.

...

Meanwhile, while an entire company of Equestrian marines investigated a pair of changeling crash sites, a squad of seven royal guard around a campfire argued, seeming torn...

A relatively short guard was doing most of the talking. "I'm telling you it's him! We can finally get our revenge!"

The only mare in the group shook her head sadly. "Revenge for what? What did he do that hurt us?"

The short one turned to her. "He lied and cheated us! He's a changeling! Anyway, I ordered some help on this one!"

A taller guard stood up, and unhappy look on his face. "Oh really! Come on! If any one of us feel betrayed, it's me and Starburst here! We were closest to him! And you just go and hire help to kill him!?"

"Well, he didn't exactly hire me, more like requested." came a deep voice. A cold, calculating voice.

The taller one turned, and was shell-shocked to see an all too familiar changeling he had heard of.

The shorter one nodded. "It's good for you to help us..."

The changeling was in deep crimson armor and had a long crimson cloak, with the insignia of a dark eagle's talon on it, the sign of the Maroon Talons, a rebellious group of changelings. However, his two most prominent features was a long scar that ran over one eye, now blind, and the other eye was catlike, with a piercing blood red color.

"...Seroil."