Vs. Flutterrage

The moon was nowhere to be seen, covered with clouds. It was a dark night, lucky for the murderous pegasus, unlucky for the townsfolk. She crept back to her home, gently opening the door and shutting it, laying down her killed animals. She was proud of herself; she had killed a doe, two small bear cubs, five rabbits, and an uncountable amount of rodents. She had even brought back a little stallion for her collection! She smiled, tired and happy. Tomorrow she would stuff them and add them to her collection of stuffed animals. Fluttershy had seen Pinkie Pie drag around quite a number of life-sized dolls, one looking like an exact replica of Rainbow Dash! Though she hadn’t seen Dashie since, she took in the idea of making her own stuffed animals like replicas of her friends. Fabrics hadn’t worked; they had looked too fake for fur, and the hooves and wings looked more like plastic than they were supposed to. She had given up on the idea, until this night. Entering her room, Fluttershy flicked on the light. Dolls of all different kinds covered the room, from squirrels to bears, of course artificial. The dolls that Pinkie had given her looked like Berry Punch, one of the Wonderbolts, even one that looked exactly like Sweetie Belle, and a few more. The now calm pony smiled at the dolls. She liked living like this. Maybe she’d be able to ask Pinkie how she made those dolls…

Maybe…