Rarity knocked on the door of Fluttershy’s cottage. Spirit took a long while to walk this far. His little muscles were still getting use to long distances. He still limped pretty much all the way, Rarity forced herself to not pick him up and toss him on her back. It’d be better if he regained his strength by himself over time. Honestly, Spirit didn’t seem to mind. He would constantly chase whatever animals he saw and then proceeded to dive into large piles of untouched snow.

By the time they both arrived at the cottage, Rarity was cold and wet from all the snow that piled on top of her. Spirit yelped at the door and scratched at it with his good paw. The door opened to reveal Fluttershy wearing a long white scarf around her neck. It was so long that it dragged across the floor even after being wrapped around her neck several times.

Spirit saw the enemy and yelped at the scarf. He crouched and stuck his bottom into the air, wagging his tail. He punched onto the scarf and tugged at it with his tiny teeth.

“Oh, hello again, Rarity. Hello Spirit!” Fluttershy said to the tiny pup. She unwrapped her scarf and tossed it onto Spirit. He immediately began to wrestle with the scarf. Fluttershy invited Rarity inside and offered her a cup of tea.

“Oh, no thank you, darling. I just had some.” Rarity answered.

“Oh, okay. Spirit seems to be just fine. He’s a playful one isn’t he?” Fluttershy asked, while they watched him roll around biting at the scarf.

“Oh, you have no idea. He loves the snow.” Rarity stated.

“Well, that would make sense. He is a grey wolf after all. They love the cold temperatures.” She paused for a second before continuing. “Is it alright if I look at his wounds again?”

“By all means!”

“Okay.” Fluttershy said as she picked up Spirit and dropped him onto the bed. He lay on his back with his mouth open and paws ready to bat at whatever comes near. He yelped again playfully as Fluttershy opened his bandages again. Spirit’s cuts were closed and had scabs. His sprained paw was much better, and didn’t need a cast anymore. He’d still limp for a few days, but after that he’ll be a bigger ball of energy then he already is.

Rarity tapped Fluttershy on the shoulder. “I read on your paper that wolves… eat meat. He’s not dangerous, is he?” Fluttershy gave Rarity a strange look.

“Does he look dangerous at all? Look at him, he’s precious!”

“Well, yeah, but wolves do eat meat right? So, won’t he eat me too?” Rarity asked, scared. Fluttershy giggled.

“No silly. He could never imagine hurting you. You’re his mommy, after all. besides, he’s not old enough to be eating meat. Give it a month, and then I’ll help you deal with that. Actually, if you want you can try giving him a small amount to see how he reacts.”

“Oh fine, I guess. I suppose anything as cute as him can’t do anything anyway. Well, thanks for checking up on Spirit. I need to pick up some things in the market. I don’t think I’ll have time to take Spirit home. Can you keep an eye on him while I’m gone?”

“Oh no, I’m sorry. I can’t. I have to go help Twilight research some new species of squirrel in the forest. I’m really excited to see an animal that I’ve never seen before.” Fluttershy squeed.

“Oh, well I guess I’ll have to take him with me. Although, I’m worried that other ponies will see him and, to put it bluntly, panic.” Rarity grit her teeth and cringed.

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Fluttershy said, petting Spirit. “Just carry him on your back like you have been doing. He won’t try to jump off. If he does, tell him to not do that and put him back on your back. Wolves are very loyal and will listen.”

“Oh, alright. I hope he doesn’t interfere with my work.” Rarity said. Spirit yelped in response. “Oh sweet Celestia.”

Rarity trotted through Ponyville’s market with Spirit on her back. She received many strange looks and some of disgust. She tried her hardest to ignore them and continue with her work. Spirit could care less, so he continued to bat at her mane. The first place she walked up to was a vegetable stand. Various vegetables lined the long wooden table. All color coded; greens on the left and the purples on the right. The spices had a separate table to themselves to make sure that they didn’t cross contaminate.

Rarity easily ignored the passing ponies, but the one who ran the table stared directly at Spirit the entire time. Her eyes were open so wide that it seemed like they could pop out any moment.

“M-ma’am. There’s a-a thing on your back.” She spat as she backed away slowly.

“Yes, I’m aware of that. And he’s not a thing. He’s a wolf, and his name is Spirit.” Rarity shot back. She looked around the table and spotted the foods she wanted. “Yes, I’ll take three carrots, two potatoes and some garlic, please.” Spirit yelped and pulled some of Rarity’s mane with his teeth.

“Y-yes Ma’am. That’ll be fifteen bits.”

“Fifteen bits!? That’s way too much! The garlic is only two bits, the carrots are a bit each and the potatoes are two bits each! That makes it… Seven bits! That’s more than double the price! Guess I’ll take my business elsewhere.” Rarity harumphed. The mare behind the counter thought and then said,

“Fine, I’ll give it to you for eleven!”

“Eight!”

“Ten!”

“Eight!”

“Sorry Ma’am, no can do.” At this moment, Spirit tried once again to bat at Rarity’s mane, but ended up falling off her back and onto the the table. Not familiar with his surroundings, he started growling at everypony he didn’t recognize. The only pony close by, the salesmare.

“Ma’am, please tell your dog to s-stop.” She backed up, but realized she couldn’t anymore. Spirit continued to bare his teeth and growl at her. In his eyes, he was protecting his mother.

“He’s not a dog. He’s a wolf.”

“Fine! Whatever! Tell your wolf to stop!” Rarity saw the chance and took it.

“Eight bits.”

“Fine! Eight bits! Just get him away from me!” After hearing that, Rarity picked up Spirit and gently put him back on her back. Instantly, he jumped back and batted at Rarity’s mane once again as if the past thirty seconds never happened. The mare packed the vegetables and took the eight bits as fast as she possibly could in an attempt to get her to leave faster.

“Have a good day, darling!” Rarity sang as she walked away. She and Spirit visited four more vendors, having an even more ridiculous reaction every time. As soon as she finished her shopping, she headed back to the boutique. It was time to cook some dinner.

One of the ingredients she picked up was some meat to feed Spirit. This could either turn out very bad, or very, very bad.

Author's Note

Seems like Spirit is a natural saleswolf.

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