I Remember Celestia, I Remember

Chapter 2:The First Night

Now, don’t get the wrong idea! I remember this night because of how bucking scared I was. I mean, how scared would you be if you saw a bucking timberwolf the size of a fully grown griffon? I very well think you would, and should. Now, let’s start this story! Just give me a second to remember it fully.
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Yes... Yes, that’s right. Gergo was there. He used to be my friend. I only wish I saw him more after that
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“So, I never caught your name,” Dawn said to me, “Surely you have a name?”

“Yeah, I do. Its Green Feathers, on account of my green wings.”

“Why are your wings green when your coats red?” Blue moon asked me.

“Because,” I said with smile, “I was born like that.”

Before anypony could respond to that, there came a frantic pounding on the door. I got up to investigate when I heard somepony shouting from the other side of it.

“OPEN THE DOOR GREEN! OPEN THE BUCKING DOOR! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT’S GOOD, OPEN THE DOOR!”

I immediately unbarred the door and opened it with magic. Now, I rarely used magic then. I did everything with my own four hooves. But this was important. On the other side was a griffin, Gergo. And he was scared. You could see it in every part of his face, especially his eyes. They had shrunken to dots. I wish I could describe him more, but alas, these memories are old, and I had seen him only once after this... incident. BACK TO THE STORY!

Now, his appearance horrified was nothing. It was nothing compared to the sight behind him. A timberwolf. As big as him. Bigger even. I can honestly say, I was scared shitless. That was something I’ll remember every time I see a timberwolf. What? You want me to describe it? I still shudder at the very thought of it. I’d rather not talk about it at all. Back to the story.

Gergo rushed past me as I closed and barred the door. “What ever you do. Do. NOT! Open. That. Door.” I practically yelled to Dawn and Blue Moon, who had been spared of the horrifying sight.

“Why? And who is this?” she asked, gesturing towards the griffin, who was cowering in the corner.

“That’s Gergo. And as of why? You don’t want to know,” I don’t know why. Maybe it was something in my voice, but she didn’t ask about it again. Then or ever. I don’t remember much after that. Gergo stayed of course. No way I was letting him leave after that.

Other than the occasional loud howl, all was peaceful. After Gergo calmed down, he introduced himself to Dawn and Blue Moon as being a friend of mine. Ha! Some friend I was. I barely remember what he looked like.

Anyways, I let Gergo stay. We had a nice chat, caught up on old times... Well, older times. No, I will not tell you how that demon looked like! Maybe I should stop telling this story? Than stop asking! Good.

Now, while me and Gergo were talking, Dawn and Blue Moon were getting ready for bed. Hmm... I wish I remember more, but sadly I don’t. If I did, I’d tell you. Ah... I see the moon is going down. I better. go back to being a statue. What? Oh! Come back in three days time. I’ll be here waiting. Until then, goodbye.
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I’d like to thank my proofreaders Moon_Fire and DJ DASH3R.