“Oh, today is going to be a great day, Sweetie Belle! I just can’t wait!” Rarity exclaimed, throwing a small coin purse into her saddlebag. Today, Rarity was hosting her very first major fashion show right here in the middle of Ponyville. Famous ponies like Hoity Toity and Sapphire Shores would be there to look at all her various designs and maybe even hook some potential buyers. Sweetie Belle sat at the table, eating some toast, half asleep.

“How many ponies will be there?” She asked, taking a mouthful of bread into her mouth. She picked up a glass of milk and started to drink

“Well, let’s see… How many ponies are living in Ponyville?” Rarity asked. She put on her sunglasses and then her hat and started walking to the front door.

“Um, like five hundredish?” Sweetie Belle answered, her face screwed up in an expression which clearly showed she had no clue. She continue to finish her milk.

“Hmm,” Rarity paused. “Well, due to all the ponies coming in from major cities, we might have about eight hundred ponies in town by tonight.” Sweetie Belle did a spit-take and her eyes shot wide open.

“Three hundred ponies!?”

“Oh yes, I told you before Sweetie Belle, this is a very big deal, and I feel very lucky today.” Rarity opened the door and put a hoof out. “Bye-Bye Sweetie! I’ll see you later!”

“Bye, good luck!”

As she left the Carousel Boutique, Rarity shut the door and trotted over to Sugarcube Corner. How was a mare going to last all day without a good meal? Rarity opened the door and walked up to the register. Mr. Cake was behind the register, cleaning the food displays. He looked up and waved.

“Hey, I heard you’re having some sort of fashion show tonight.” He said, putting down his cleaning rag. “What can I get ya?”

“Oh yes, I’m the host!” she exclaimed.

“Why that’s wonderful! Hey, maybe you could tell them to come here if they’re hungry.” He winked at Rarity.

“Oh, of course! You do make the finest cupcakes in town!”

“Well, I don’t like to brag, but… You know it!” Rarity giggled before placing her order.

“I’ll take three blueberry muffins, please! Oh, and a milkshake to go.” Mr. Cake grabbed the muffins and put them in a bag. He left and went to the back and then came back with a plastic cup with a lid.

“It’s on the house, enjoy!” He tipped his hat and welcomed the next customer.

“Thank you!”

As Rarity stepped outside, it began to snow. Normally, she didn’t much enjoy the snow, but today was a good day. As a thin layer of white crystals covered the ground, the wind blew softly. Everytime Rarity took a step, she could hear the rewarding crunch as she left a print in the snow. She pulled her silver pocket watch from her saddlebag and looked at the time.

“Hmm it’s six, I still have a while before I need to be at the theatre… I think I’ll take a stroll through the park.”

The snow picked up, but it was just enough to see. It slowly collected over time, creating small mountains of white wonder. As Rarity walked through the collection of leafless trees and snow covered fences, she watched the lights on the titan-like lamp posts, which created little balls of light. She could see her breath come in clouds. The moonlight streamed through holes in the clouds, creating little spotlights for the dancing leaves that have yet to fall. Every shadow was a masterpiece of Mother Nature, and every second that passed, a gift from Father Time.

Fresh paw prints in the snow showed the animals were also up and about this beautiful friday night. Rarity passed almost a dozen unfinished snow ponies. She laughed at the thought that the children came to play, but ran back inside after the frost nipped at their noses.

Rarity stopped in her tracks. What was that? She was sure she’d heard something. Oh, no matter. Probably just the animals going to bed. No! There it was again! She listened closely, moving her ears left and right to triangulate the sound.

“Watch boys, I’m going to kill that thing.” said a slightly slurred voice not too far away from Rarity. Just around the trees in front of her. Yes, she could see lit lanterns, flames dancing freely. Three stallions stood around a small creature, which was whining and backed into a tree.

“It’s time for you to go home, little guy.” The stallion that stood over the creature held a broken beer bottle with the sharp end about to end the poor thing’s life. As Rarity got closer, she could get a better look. It’s a baby wolf! It locked eyes with her, pleading silently for her to help. It was covered in bloody cuts and gashes all over its body and one of its legs seemed to be broken. It whined over and over again.

“Whhosat?” The group of stallions turned and pointed their lanterns at Rarity. “Well lookie here. We hit the jackpot, boys. A pretty mare! Much better than that cheating whore Rainbow Dash.” Rarity didn’t know what to do, so she just stood there in shock.

“Y-you stay away! Leave that poor animal alone!” She looked over to the wolf who was still against the tree. She was a hundred percent sure it nodded at her. She looked back to the three stallions, who were now advancing towards her.

“Come to me, baby.” He took a step forward.

“No, stay back. I’m warning you!” Rarity backed up a step and looked for something to defend herself with. Nothing that was wieldable. Just a medium sized log.

“It’ll be alright babe, I’ll love you all night! Right here in the snow!” He took another step forward and was now almost right in her face. This was too close. She had to take drastic measures. Rarity suddenly grabbed the log in her magic grip and smashed it against his head as hard as she could manage.

CRACK

The stallion fell onto his side unconscious. It only took seconds for the other two lanterns to vanish, leaving one lying half submerged in the rising snow. Rarity harrumphed.

“That teaches you not to mess with me” The wolf whined again, and Rarity turned and ran to it. “Oh, poor baby! What did they do to you? We need to get you to a vet! Or even better. Fluttershy! Hold tight dear.” Rarity picked up the baby wolf and carefully placed it on her back. The whining was less now, but still there.

“Come stop your crying. It’ll be alright. Just grab my back and hold on tight. I will protect you from all around you, so don’t you cry. For one so small, you seem so strong. I will hold you, keep you safe and warm.” Rarity comforted. “Just hold tight baby.”

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

“Coming”

Fluttershy opened the door, yawning.

“Why hello Rarity, what brings you here? Who’s your fri- OH MY GOODNESS!” Fluttershy she yelled. “Come inside, quickly! What happened?” Rarity entered the cottage and carefully put the wolf on Fluttershy’s extra mattress.

“It’s a long story, and we don’t have time or it right now. We need to stop the bleeding!” Rarity said, her voice shaking. She was legitimately worried for the pup.

“Rarity, you let me handle this. You can go clean up in my bathroom if you like.” Clean up? Rarity looked at her back which was covered in the wolf’s blood.

“...Are you sure it’ll be okay? What am I asking? You’re Fluttershy. Okay, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” She said, heading to the shower.

“I saved a life tonight…”

Author's Note

Just an idea I thought of while watching The Fox and The Hound.

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