The three fillies and the man continued their travels through the Everfree forest. Every noise they made echoed through the chilling forest. They walked for an hour, but alas; they were still stuck in the forest.

"Apple Bloom!" Scootaloo yells, "I thought you said you knew your way back to Ponyville?"

"I usually do, but for some reason, I just can't remember where we all are," replies Apple Bloom, "Sweetie, do ya reckon that ya might remember our way back?

"NO!" she shouts, a worried tone rests in her voice, "I knew we shouldn't have gone into the forest, I knew we would find some sort of trouble!"

"Thank you Captain Hindsight..." mumbles Scootaloo, a mixture of a smug and angered look is gestured towards Sweetie Belle.

"Your welcome..." Sweetie retorts. Both Sweetie and Scootaloo continued to bicker while Applebloom listened in disappointment. Henry himself was thinking about ravens, crows, and some corny jokes he could whip up whenever given the opportunity.

"Maybe we should just head north? I think north sounds like a good idea..." Henry suggests, still pondering a way to make some pun out of his sentences.

"Now that I think about it... north might not be that bad of an idea..." mumbles Apple Bloom, "Alright y'all heard the strange... Henry... north!" The other two fillies turn and begin a march north. The Everfree continued to make strange noises, startling the young fillies, except for Scootaloo, who continued to claim that "she was not scared" Henry, himself, however was just whistling as he continued to walk. As they walked Henry managed to trip on something.

"Ow... that wasn't fun," Henry says, while he begins to rise again.

"Is that a book?" Sweetie Belle asks.

"What in the hay is a book doin' out here?" asks Apple Bloom.

"Oh yay!" the mage shouts, "That's one of my old spell tomes, seems to be Fire; not the most powerful of spells, but it should help if something were to attack us."

"I guess that could be helpful, I mean, we are in the Everfree..." said Scootaloo, "I'd beat it would be awesome to watch somepony kick a Timberwolf's flank!!!"

"Somepony? That sounds funny!"

"How is it funny?" Apple Bloom asks, "What in the hay do ya call yer folks back in yer world?"

"Well there is everyone, everybody, somebody, someone, etc..." Henry continued to ramble on with the many different ways to name a being.

"Its pretty much the same 'ere, just instead of "body" its pony, like everypony and somepony."

"Interesting... wait does 'anypony' hear that?" Henry said whilst chuckling to himself.

The sound of a branch snapping echoed through the forest. One after another sounds of twigs snapping and leaves rustling filled their ears. Henry readied his newly found spell tome; his skills back when he served as a Plegian dark mage and a Ylissean Shepard went into effect.

"Little ones, get behind me, something dangerous is lurking in the shadows..." Henry signaled the fillies to hide behind him. Just as Henry predicted, a group of Timberwolves jumped from the bushes.

"AH! TIMBERWOLVES!" one of the fillies yelped. Henry readied his spell and waited for the Timberwolves to attack. As they prepared their pounce, a fireball engulfed the wolves. They howled in pain as the wood turned to ash. The three fillies just stared at the pile of ash, shocked at what they have just witnessed.

"What? That's it? Logs... your most feared enemy was a bunch of living logs?" Henry questioned, "That's kind of pathetic if you ask me they didn't even make their deaths enjoyable..."

"Ya, y'all just killed them without tryin'," Apple Bloom managed to say.

"It wasn't hard, they were just logs that walked. I mean, its not like they were axe wielding giants with bulky armor."

"If anything I think it was for the best that they weren't murderous axe wielding giants," said Sweetie Belle, her eyes still focused on the ashes of the once Timberwolves.

"Maybe for safety reasons its better we got the Woodenpups or whatever you call them; I would have preferred the barbarians, they would have been more fun to kill!" Henry's cheery voice echoed through the trees. The forest became empty once more. Nothing was following the group. After standing around the ash pile for a little to regroup, they once again began their walk to exit the forest.

A couple of hours have passed since the group moved out. The fillies began to slow down, their bodies tired from the many events that have occurred. Henry, however, continued a jolly jog through the dark woods. He was determined to find his way out, the outside of this area sounded much more exciting than the Everfree.

"Henry... would ya mind slowin' down a bit, we're havin' trouble keepin' up with ya."

"Sure! As exciting as the outside of this forest sounds, I can't leave my few pals alone to rot!" His wording was unique to the girls, that's for sure. After slowing down for a few minutes the sky began to seem brighter. This seemed to be an amazing sign for the group.

"I think we're almost out!" exclaimed Sweetie, who has been wanting out of this quest ever since they got lost. The four began to make haste towards the light, which resulted in them ending in a field. They could spot a small hut out in the distance, a small hut that seemed to house many different animals.

Author's Note

Thanks for taking your time to read this chapter! I would also like to thanks everyone who previously favorited this story, it means a lot to me.