Twilight had explained to Rarity about three times that she was technically now the mother of a wolf cub. Rarity had said nothing, but inside she understood. Spirit had taken a liking to Twilight. She had been stroking his back for the last ten minutes, and every time she stopped he lifted a paw and scratched at her until she did it again. Rarity had been staring at Spirit for a few minutes now with no expression on her face. Twilight had noticed and spoke up.

“If it really makes you that uncomfortable, you could leave him with an animal shelter, or even Fluttershy.” Rarity snapped out of her daze and looked right at Twilight.

“Of course not. Why on Earth would I do that?“ She said sincerely. “Would you abandon somepony in need if you’re all they had? I didn’t think so. It doesn’t matter if he’s a wolf or pony. If he needs a mom, I’ll be his mom.” Rarity said matter of factly. Twilight didn’t say anything, but it was like she expected the answer. She stopped stroking Spirit and walked over to a nearby bookshelf and stuck her nose close to one of the books, inspecting the fine print. A magical field engulfed the book and slid it out of the bookshelf.

“Here. Keep it. You’ll need it to learn more about wolves and how to raise him.” Twilight said, a small smile creeping onto her lips.

“Thanks Twilight.” Rarity said, taking the book away from her friend. “Walking With Wolves, an Extensive Guide.” She read out loud.

“It should tell you how to deal with them, how and what to feed them, and a few other quips and quirks.” As she finished speaking, Spike walked down the stairs and entered the library.

“Whoa! Is that a baby wolf?”

Spark waited under the bridge for over two hours now. It had started snowing again and the wind was blowing through the tunnel, dropping the temperature down farther than it already was. Spark shivered, but held himself together. He had to stay, even if she was late. Right now, she was the only thing keeping him out of a sentence for a crime he didn’t even know he committed. His ears shot up at the sound of distance hoofsteps. Could it be her? Or could it be a guard coming to check if anypony was hiding down here? He couldn’t take the risk. There was a small crevice in the middle of the rock wall that he could just barely fit into. If he got far enough, he would be practically invisible to anypony. He shuffled his way halfway into the crevice before standing silently, listening for the hoofsteps he had heard seconds ago.

“You need to work on your hiding there, honey. I could hear you from all the way on top of the tunnel.” Lucy scolded painfully as she stuck her head through the crevice unexpectedly. She offered a hoof to help get him out. Spark took it and she pulled him out smoothly. “Sorry I’m late. I ran ahead and took down every wanted poster of you that I could find. Now we can walk slightly disguised in public and not get too much attention.”

“I- I don’t understand. Why are you helping me? Don’t get me wrong, I really appreciate it, but why?” Spark implored. Lucy looked at him carefully before answering.

“Hon, I have a feeling that you’re innocent. If anything you’re cold and lost. Literally and figuratively. Also, you’re kinda cute.” Spark felt himself turn a little red.

“Thanks…”

“Oh! Did you notice that none of these wanted posters have your cutie mark on it” she stated, pointing at the red compass rose on his flank. She pulled out a wad of paper. Possibly thirty different posters and not a single one had his cutie mark on it. Wierd. It was pretty much the only way to really know who a pony is, but somehow he KNEW that it was him.

“Weird right? Oh! You look cold. Here’s a beanie and a wool scarf. “Part of your disguise and also to keep you well and alive.” she joked as she opened the pouch on her saddlebag and handed him the two articles of clothing. Spark managed to get a glimpse of Lucy’s cutie mark, which was a pair of dice with sixes on each.

“Come on, let’s get out of here. Before the snow picks up too much.” She said with a slight bit of urgency. “My place is about a ten minute walk from here. If we hurry, I can take a look at your head and see if I can do anything to heal it up a bit faster.” Spark had forgotten about the cut on his head. It was a much more pressing matter that it was insanely cold than a slight injury on his head.

“Hey, Lucy?” Spark reached out and touched her shoulder.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.” He replied like he wasn’t even paying attention. This was the first time he had really looked at her for more than a few seconds at a time. She was fairly good looking. Her beige coat matched well with his dark tan one. She had deep ocean blue eyes and a dark brown mane that was slightly curly at the ends. She had a friendly smile and didn’t really seem like a mare that had ran against the law before. He found himself repeating what he had said before.

“Thank you….”

“You’re welcome sweetheart. Now come on let’s get you to a safe place.”

“Come now Sweetie Belle, let’s give you and Spirit a proper greeting. You were very rude last time.” Rarity called. Sweetie Belle had been sleeping over at her friend Scootaloo’s for the past few days in fear of the “danger” in her home, but eventually came to check if her older sister had been eaten. She walked into the kitchen to get a glass of juice, but then heard a sound nearby. A short investigation later, she found herself running right into her older sister screaming “WOLF! AHHHH.”

“Calm down Sweetie,” she kept saying, but kept getting told the same thing.

“But it’s a WOLF. We’re PONIES! It’s gonna eat us!” Sweetie Belle cried, hiding behind the leg of a table. Spirit mirrored by hiding behind Rarity’s legs

“He”

“HE’S gonna eat us alive!” She shrieked.

“Sweetie Belle, take a took at him.” Rarity said, moving aside and pushing Spirit in front of her. “He’s barely as big as you are! He’s not going to eat anypony.” Spirit leaned backwards to look at rarity without turning his head, but lost his balance and fell onto his back, letting out a giggle from Sweetie Belle.

“Well, I guess he’s kinda cute, but you have to promise that he won’t eat me.” She said, inching closer to Spirit, who was now rolling around on his back.

“I promise.” Rarity assured. “Go ahead. Rub his belly. He really likes it.” Sweetie Belle cautiously stepped forward and put a hoof on his belly. He didn’t expect it and looked right at Sweetie Belle, causing her to flinch a little, but once she realized there was no danger, she tried again. Softly, she stroked his belly until he made a few pleased yelps.

“Spirit right?” Sweetie Belle asked, slowly getting more and more comfortable.

“That’s right. You better get used to him because he’s going to live with us now.” Rarity disclosed.

“Is he a new pet?” Sweetie asked.

“Absolutely not, and you are not to treat him as a pet either. He is family.” Rarity returned. Sweetie Belle decided she didn’t have a say in the situation and continued rubbing Spirit’s belly.

“You know what?” Sweetie Belle asked.

“What?”

“It’s kinda cool that I have a wolf as a family member.”

“It sure is, Sweetie Belle. It sure is.”

Author's Note

I think it's fair to release a bunch of chapters at once since I waited two years to update.

Comment down below what you think.

I hope you enjoyed!