The Life of Autumn Frost

So as Frost slowly trotted through the dark Everfree forest he picked up a couple of things to make use of. He made up for all the time he had lost sleeping. Not knowing how long he had slept he assumed that it had been at least seven hours. So he trotted through the night for seven hours then stopped to rest.

I think it’s been seven hours. The moon can’t tell me anything. Hey is that Ponyville over there? Looks like it. I should be able to get there in the morning. I will see if anypony else can give me some proper bandages. Then I will just live here on the outskirts of Ponyville or in the Everfree forest. Sounds like a good plan. Alright. The wing looks a little bit better and so does the leg. You knew they would start swelling so this means nothing bad is happening. I hope.

There was some slight rustling in the shrubs and bushes nearby. Frost shouted, “Hey, what are you doing out there?”

There was some more rustling among the wildlife but this time closer. “Who’s out there?”

As Frost said this, a Timberwolf jumped from the bushes out at him. “Oh, hey there. Hope you don’t mind if I rest here for the night.”

The Timberwolf snarled and screeched in a shrill voice. “So you wanna dance?” Frost asked sarcastically. “Let’s dance.”

Autumn Frost lunged out at his opponent whose head fell completely off when he hit the creature. “Yeah that’s right. You can’t do anything can you?”

The Timberwolf then assembled its head back to its own body which had previously fallen to pieces. “We’re gonna play that game are we? Alright let’s do it.”

His adversary swiped wildly at Frost which he managed to just dodge, but was scratched slightly just across his right eye. Frost stumbled. The Timberwolf saw this as an opportunity and bit him on the back.

“Oww! You mother bucker.”

With that Frost’s eyes started becoming wet with blood from the cut. He turned and galloped as fast as his working legs would take him. The Timberwolf quickly gave chase after the wounded pony. Frost dodged trees, bushes, shrubs, vines, and all the other wildlife of the Everfree forest. The Timberwolf was just behind him nipping at his hind legs, hoping to have his prized midnight snack. Frost was always fast in his school. After galloping for at least thirty minutes Autumn finally found the opening leading to the outskirts of Ponyville. And to his luck there was a small cottage nearby. Frost ran up to the door and started banging furiously. Birds flew out of the chimney and rabbits and mice from beneath the cottage. The door opened slowly to find a yellow coated mare with a flowy mane that was a gentle pink and cyan eyes. Before the mare could even say hello Frost rushed past her and slammed the door behind her.

“Oh um, you can come in if you’d like.” the yellow mare said shyly.

“I am so sorry. I didn't mean to wake you or anything I just need to hide.” blurted Autumn.

“Oh goodness, you’re bleeding badly. What happened?”

“It’s a long story. I will tell you the whole thing later. The gist of it is there was a Timberwolf chasing after me.” With that the Timberwolf started to loudly claw at the door.

“Oh my. We should probably fly away from this house. We can go to my friend’s house to stay there until the Timberwolf goes away. Um if that’s okay with you though.”

Frost showed the mare her wing and her leg.

“Goodness what happened?”

“I’ll tell you later. You said something about a friend?”

“Yes. My friend the librarian is really good with magic. She might be able to defeat the Timberwolf or drive it back into the Everfree forest.”

“Yes please go get her. I would come with you but my wings hold me back.”

“Yeah I’ll do that. You can stay here if you would like. But before I go we should really patch up your back and your eye.” Not realizing it, Frost was bleeding badly and there was a small pool of blood where she was standing.

“Oh gosh I’m sorry about all this,” said Frost politely.

“No-no, none of this is any of your fault at all. I am glad to help a friend in need.” The mare trotted to her medical supply cabinet and took out some gauze for his back and some small bandages for his eye.

“Thanks I really do appreciate all you’re doing fo – wait. Y-you said f-friend?” stuttered Frost.

“Of course. I love making new friends and you’re one of them.” She started placing the bandages on the frozen pony.

“I've never had a friend before.”

“Oh don’t be silly Everypony has at least one friend. I am sure you have many. From what I know, you seem like a nice pony to be around.”

Frost grabbed the yellow pony with her hooves, looked her right in the eyes, and said, “I have never had a friend in my entire life. I usually keep to myself. I don’t like to be teased. Nopony likes to be teased.” Then Frost started sobbing deeply into the mare’s shoulders. The scratching at the door has stopped and nothing could be heard outside.

“It’s okay. You have a friend now. I will be here for you.”

The faint blue coated colt looked up with tears and blood dribbling down his cheeks. “Do you – do you promise me that you will always be my fre - friend?” Frost managed to spurt out between sobs.

The mare could tell that this was a hard time for this pony. “Yes. I promise I will always be your friend.”

“Oh thank you! Thank you so much!”

All was quiet save for Frost’s crying.

“I don’t think I hear the Timberwolf anymore. I will look out the window to check.” With her mane flowing so gently she pulled back the curtains and saw the Timberwolf look right back at her. The Timberwolf charged the figure in the window still feeling hungry, crashed through the window with glass flying everywhere, and pinned his prey to the ground. At this Frost became furious. At full speed he rushed the Timberwolf and pinned it to the ground releasing the grip of the Timberwolf from his new friend.

Frost started pounding her one good hoof into the wooden creature who had threatened her friend’s life while screaming, “YOU WILL NEVER HURT MY FRIEND! NOTHING WILL EVER HURT MY FRIEND!” Repeatedly beating the Timberwolves head with his eyes closed he shouted, “NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!” The Timberwolves eyes slowly started to fade away and it became less and less frantic to escape the ponies grip. The Timberwolves head gave way and bashed in. “NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER! NEVER!” he repeated.

The mare rushed over to the angry pony and shouted, “STOP! The Timberwolf is dead! I’m okay.”

Frost shuttered, opened his eyes and looked down at the remains of the Timberwolf he killed.

They both just stared at each other for a moment. Then the yellow coated mare with the gently flowing mane and cyan colored eyes said, “It’s gonna be okay. I am fine. Are you okay?”

With that Frost nervously said, “Never better.”

“I never was able to properly introduce myself. I’m Fluttershy.”

Frost stood silent keeping Fluttershy’s gaze.

“What is your name?” spoke Fluttershy.

“I – I’m Autumn Frost,” he stuttered.

“You have a beautiful name Autumn Frost.”

“T-Thank you, F-Fluttershy. You do as well.”

“Please come with me, you need some rest.” Fluttershy then took Frost upstairs to her bedroom.

“O-Okay Fluttershy.”

“You can sleep in my bed tonight. I don’t mind sleeping in the guest room.” She tucked in Autumn Frost and hugged her gingerly.

“Thank you Fluttershy.”

“Goodnight, friend.”

“Goodnight. Goodnight friend,” replied Frost. Then Fluttershy shut the door, quietly trotted downstairs, and went to bed leaving the mess for tomorrow.