Full Moon: The Lost Oneby Aunty FurbyChaptersPrologueSandvichYou dont know?PrologueDecember 6, 2017 I tried my best to hold myself together as I walked away from the orphanage. I don't know how they can get away with this, but theres no going back now. I continued on the snow and wind whipping around me like knifes just barely missing. Even with the storm I could hear a lady shout in fear ahead, from what seems like an alleyway. My original thoughts were to just past it and pretend I couldn't hear it through the storm. My guilt, and me falling on my ass, decided it for me. When I walked up to the wall and peeked around the corner. I saw a guy with a leather jacket, and some simple heavy pants with a knife standing over a woman in a red-gray jacket and heavy winter black pants. With a cut on her arm handing him money from a purse. After thinking to the best of my abilities I stood out from the wall And yelled "HEY!" my plan was to get him to follow me allowing the women to escape. He rushed at me and pushed past me disappearing up the sidewalk. I turned back to the women "lady are you ok?" She stood up shakily "Yes I am young man thank you," she said in a soft voice well wiping her eyes. "That's good do you think you need any help getting somewhere or are you fine?" It is a bad storm. "I'm fine its only 5 minutes away I can make it, this time," she said Giving her a doubtful look "Ok then... see you another time." I turned to walk away... "Wait!" she yelled I stopped and looked back, maybe she wants the help now "I just wanted to thank you for saving me, what is your name?" she asked looking into my eyes with glowing yellow irises... is that even possible? I responded anyway "Your welcome and my name is... Bader funiculà," I said as I turned around to walk away "I will see you sometime soon," she said before walking the other direction. Sometime soon? What does she mean by that. Sometime later the storm calmed down greatly I saw a huge building that looked like it hosted a huge convention. I continued along, though I felt like someone was watching me from behind. looking back I saw the guy from earlier, he must of trailed me. Don't know why I didn't notice him earlier though. "All you had to do was walk past kid, but I have to kill you now." He started running at me. My attempt at running away was slower than his, because he tackled me soon after. We grappled for a bit, but it was to no use. He pinned me with my arms behind my back. "It wasn't my decision to kill you though, know that." With barely anytime to process what he said I felt a sharp pain in my back, then a couple more. Then he released my arm before kicking me in the head hard. My last thoughts were jumbled, a broken miss. Then they were nothing. I woke up almost gasping back rising of the ground a bit. I open my eyes only to instantly close them because of the painful light. I slowly open my eyes so they can adjust to the light. Once I can see I notice I'm not on sidewalk, or anywhere near a city. I'm in the middle of a snow covered forest. I quickly climb to my feet looking around me. Its spooky almost, seeing all the leafless trees just surrounding me. I hear the sound of stuff clashing together, looking to my right I see nothing. It does, however, bring light to the backpack I have on. Ignoring it I start walking in a random direction, slightly thankful the snow isn't flying around anymore. After awhile I feel myself getting thirsty, looking back at the backpack I take it off setting it on the snow covered ground. When I go to open it, I notice this weird thing at the bottom of my vision, how I didn't notice before I'll never be able to answer. I'm a furry, and what I'm seeing does look very much like a muzzle. Remembering I had a phone in my pocket, I quickly pulled it out. Turning on the camera I switch it to 'Selfie Mode' as that one kid called it. I was a Fox or some similar Canine, that is for certain. My coat was grey, and my underbelly color was an almost white shade of grey. I was wearing a black sweater it was definitely not made for winter. It had one of those zippers with the huge... handle? that had cyan accents. My eyes were different shades of purple mixed together, and my Jean's were like a dirty blue and black mixed together and they felt like someone has worn them before. I scoffed in slight amusement. "I feel so edgy right now, I swear I could cut air at this point." I also took this time to make sure I was actually male. The answer was a complete yes. After that I kinda thought for a bit before taking the backpack off again. Looking it over it was indeed, like most backpacks, black. It also looked empty, except for the water bottle hooked to it, I quickly took it off and looked it over. Nothing special, just a bland metal water bottle. Opening it up I took a sniff, and I didn't smell anything. "Must be water." I took a swig and groaned "Why Dasani water, I hate this stuff!" I grumbled about it a bit before taking a couple more drinks anyway. Looking over at the backpack again I got curious, Unzipping it I looked inside and things got weird. It was pitch black at the bottom. Reaching in I couldn't touch the bottom, though it was warm. I kinda freaked out before my hand bumped something. I snatched it up quickly and pulled it out. It was a notecard, it had five words on it. "Think of what you want..." I read it a couple more times. "What does that mean?" I looked at the backpack once more, putting the note back in. I rolled my eyes "I could use a compass." Then something bumped my hand. I grabbed it and pulled it out. I dropped it in shock, it was a compass. The futuristic looking one that I thought of. I grabbed it again, and pressed the button on the side. I almost jumped when the directions came up in a display. I was currently facing west. After testing it a few more times, each consisting in success. I went for something big. "I want to harness this power directly." Then I felt pain like nothing before. I collapsed, once it was done purple whisps leaking out and off of my hand. I shakily stood up. Looking back at the backpack it wasn't there anymore, the compass and water bottle were sitting in the snow though. My heart stopped for a second before I looked at my hand, "I wan't a backpack,". The one from earlier popped into existence in my hand. I smiled widely with a relieved laugh. 'That was stupid, I'm so happy it worked!' Then I heard the sound of snow being crunched behind me. My head wiped around only to spot a lady with a horn on her head. Both of our eyes widened when they met each others gaze. SandvichI blinked once, and somehow found the time to rub my eyes to make sure it was real. Of course Karma is very much an Attention hog, and proved it when I pulled my hands away. Only for the Lady...? to be right in my face. I fell backwards and crawled a bit more in fright, she was babbling incredibly fast. I waved my hands to get her attention, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, I'll have to stop you right there." She went to speak again, but I shushed her. "I don't know what you said, but from how fast you were saying it I'd assume the dictionary wants its words back." She blushed before taking what I assume is a breath to return from word heaven. "S-sorry, it's just a new sentient species hasn't been found in Centuries! And I have a habit of babbling to much sometimes when I get nervous or-" I snapped my fingers to get her attention again. "That's partly why I said the dictionary wants its words back." I look around then remember I'm still in that clearing. "So what's this about a new sentient species, last I checked I'm Sapient." She gains a look of horror. "IM SO SORRY! I WAS JUST EXCITED, AND WASN'T THINKING ABOUT WHAT I SAID!" She gained this crazy look halfway through, it was half desperate half OhmygodIcan'tbelieveI'vedonethis. I grabbed her shoulders, though it did little, and looked her in the eyes. "I was joking, your not the first person to call me an animal." Being a furry did have its ups and downs. She gave me look "I'm not? Then why was there nothing written down and documented about you before? Also I'm a Pony not whatever a 'Prsin' is." I gave her a pointed look. "I'm gonna be honest saying Pony, instead of Person, gives me Racist vibes." I gave her a pointed look "Your not Speciesist are you?" She gives me a look of shock. "NO IM NOT!" she squints at me in what I assume is annoyance. "We say Pony all the time." I give her my own look "Person is a more neutral way of referring to a species, and yes Miss. Unicorn that is still speciesist." She gave me an annoyed look knowing I was right. She sighed before perking up, suddenly her horn glows. Next thing I know, there's clipboards floating through the air. "Back to the questions, what are you? and my name is Twilight Sparkle." I look up at her "Well my names..." I stop to think for a minute, I could choose any name to go by right now. "Throne, the names Throne." I stand up and brush snow off myself and bow. "Its a pleasure to meet you!" I look back at her well crossing my arms. "And to answer that I'm a... " I glance around quickly for Ideas, then it hit me. "Seat- no sorry my head was somewhere else, I'm a Foxkin." remembering I have that newly acquired ability I make my fur soft and smooth. "People like to say we make a great pillow, wanna see?" I held out a han- Paw to her. She gives me a weird look before grasping my hand, then she gasps and grabs it with both. Dissecting it with her eyes, "How is your fur so soft and smooth!?" I give her one of my signature head down smiles "Its a secret." I look around a bit and notice it has gotten darker "Hey uh I don't know about you, but I want to get out of here before dark. So uh, you know the way?" She looks around before shaking her head. "I didn't realize it got so late, but yeah sure I know the way follow me!" She turns around and immediately stops, she turns back with a slight blush and a sheepish grin. "Hahaha... about that, I uh dont know the way." I sigh, frowning inwardly, giving her a smile. "That's fine we can camp out here together if your up for it, I happen to know a thing or two." She gives me smile "Sure! But... how will we do that?" She looks around "Other than that bottle of water and round thing there is no supplies for the night!" I shake my head, "You can miss one meal right?" She rocks on her heels, "I uhm didn't eat at all today..." I shrug my backpack off, and set it on the ground. Unzipping it I reach in and 'Grab' a sandwich in a ziplock bag. I look up at her. "You eat any type of meat?" I fully expect her to get a disgusted look. "Yeah, though usually it's at fancy parties." She looks at me questionably "Why, do you have some?" I make a copy and pull them both out showing her, before tossing one to her. "Yeah, didn't expect to be out here long though." I felt pretty good setting up for that lie, hopefully it works out. "What do you mean?" She asks looking over the bag in annoyance. I reach over and open it for her, she looks at it stunned for a bit before... levitating the sandwich out and eating it. 'That's right she has magic, if it weren't for the bag there probably would be more questioning about this. I take a bite and mumble to her well chewing, "I went for a long hike through the snow, during the later part of the walk this strange creature attacked me and now I'm here." I gestured to the clearing. "What brings you out here?" I ask taking a bigger bite to taste the ham a bit more. "Well I was at Zecoras hut when I felt some big magic signatures, one after the other, out here." She looks at me suddenly, her sandwich nearly gone "Was that you by the way?" I shake my head, "I can't cast spells, or do any of that Voodoo stuff." 'I probably shouldn't talk about the magic stuff I gained until I learn more about it...' She deadpans at me. "Theres no such thing as Voodoo." She tosses her hands up in exaggeration. "How do you know, maybe you just haven't seen it yet!" I decide to argue my point, because I like arguing. "I have read every book in Canterlot, and my library home. Not once is Voodoo mentioned to exist." She gives me a smug look. "Voodoo could just be a different wave length compared to the Spectrum Of Light leaving it invisible to the naked eye unless you painstakingly alter your view of Natural Mana." I give a shit eating grin. She giggles obviously seeing my joke. "Silly, that's not how magic works." "Maybe you just never noticed?" I say taking another bite of my sandwich. The cruch feels nice in my mouth. "Well my Cutie Mark stands for magic so I would definitely notice differences in Mana frequencies." Some quills jot down something. "What is a Cutie Mark?" And then quill snapped. Author's Note Oh gezz it snapped. You dont know?She took a breath and made another quill appear. 'A quill? with all this magic I figured they would be beyond that.' "Sorry about that, it just surprised me that you don't know what a Cutie Mark is." She sheepishly rubbed her neck. "Why is that? You becoming speciest aga-" this time she was pretty quick to cut me off. "No I am not, Equestria is a major power. Any nation with the hopes in negotiations with the country would have to at least understand the basic principle that Cutie Marks show what any individual pony is the best at." "So, it is a 'This is what you do best mark' in a sense." She gave me a look like she is annoyed but used to it. She started humming. "Knowing my friends they can find us easily. Probably by tonight, in fact, we just got to wait." I shrugged my shoulders, "I can wait awhile out here." I glanced around it was darker. I noted that I must have some type of night vision. "Should I start a fire?" "Yeah, we should, the temperature could be bad tonight." I nodded and turned away digging into my backpack and pulled out an artificial firepit. It uses chemicals to make a fire without wood. Because of my newfound power, I made sure it was completely environmentally friendly. And put fake coals in there too. I got it started and we sat there for a bit just sitting near the fire. "Why exactly are you out here?" She asked looking over the fire with a curious look. I dreaded this question. I can't think of a good answer to give. "Can we just leave it at the I got attacked well traveling please?" She frowned for a bit but shrugged. "Sure, if you were bad I probably wouldn't be sitting here eating food... oh my gosh!" She covered her face, I could see her ear tips turn red. "I can use a teleportation spell to get us to town." I laughed slightly relieved I wouldn't have to stay out here, "Then how long will it take?" Normally the idea of teleportation would excite me. But I have been assaulted by many first today. "I can do it in about 3 seconds, you just got to get close to me." I stood up and stretched my back. "Well let's pack up first, I do not want to leave any of this behind." I quickly put out the fire and packed it away. I didn't want her to ask about it because I don't understand how it works either. She gave me her ziplock bag and I tossed it along with mine into the backpack. I turned around to find her examining the compass. "What is this?" After what she has shown me, she must be a scientist or Magitist or whatever the equivalent is here. I walked over to her, "It's a compass, here let me show you." I grabbed it from her, she watched as I turned it on and displayed a hologram that showed all the directions. She nodded along with my explanation of what it was and wrote it all down on a She hummed, "This seems expensive must use a lot of Magic Stones." She looked it over. "So why do you have this, a normal compass is way cheaper." Well if it cost something, then it probably would be better to buy a simpler last sophisticated one. "It is something I brought from home." I suddenly felt very disoriented as my vision came back to me, I stumbled around a bit. Leaning on what feels like a tree. "Spike I'm home!" I heard the smacking of feet as I opened my eyes. I was in a roundhouse, the walls were lined with books. And I mean like almost all the way around lined. It was very clearly made of wood, there was an upstairs too. Though what interested me was that all this was carved out. It gave off a weirdly natural vibe. "Oh shoot, I should have warned you!" I was about to tell her it was fine when what sounded like a very obvious kid yelled out "Welcome back Twilight!" I looked at the top of the stairs and raised an eyebrow, there was a teen with a tail and green hair. "Who is that?" I pushed myself off the wall standing more casually, I gave a wave. "Sup, my name is Throne." He started walking down the stairs, "Yo, the names spike. A pleasure to meet you." He walked up to Twilight and they hugged each other "Why were you out so late?" "I got lost a bit and the teleportation spell slipped my mind! But everything turned out ok in the end." Spike frowned a bit, I'm surprised I recognized it. His facial structure is quite a mystery to me, Also he seemed hesitant as if he had something to say. "How could you forget something like that? Something exciting happens out there? Other than this guy here" He pointed a thumb at me. I couldn't help but grin at the remark that flashed through my head, though I held it in for sake of pleasantries with these strangers I know the name of. "Spike, his species isn't recorded in the books." She sat down on a couch leaning her head back as if to cool off. "I know, you gave me the book of species for my 3rd birthday." He frowned a bit before shaking his head. Turning to me he gained a curious look "So uh... forgive me, but what are you?" "Well I can't give you a specific I'll tell you what I told Twilight, you can call me a Foxkin." Twilight started snoring. "That's a rather bland name." He bluntly stated quietly, laying down Twilight along the couch pulling out a seemingly pre-prepared blanket and pillow. "Does she do that often...?" He chuckled motioning me to follow him into the kitchen. "Not lately, though she used to." He slid a plate with a... Apple slice sandwich on it. "This would have been hers, but she kind of lost it when she fell asleep. I hope you don't mind?" "I don't mind..." I looked at it a bit, pondering if I should. In the end, I decided to so I didn't leave a bad reputation. "Don't like it?" I watched him take a bite of his glitter-covered sandwich. "No, I'm just a little surprised at the hospitality." The apple was slightly harder to chew with my new teeth, but I was working through it. "You see, where I'm from people don't just let someone into their house an hour or two after meeting them." He raised an eyebrow, if that's even his eyebrow, giving me a quizzical look. "Why is that?" I rose my own question, "If everyone else around you was friendly, but given the chance might steal 15 Dollars that you left out. Would you let them into your house without getting to know them better?" "Huh. I guess if it is like that where you live then I probably wouldn't." He set his food down and frowned a bit. "Never thought of it that way before." I chuckled, "Don't worry kid, it's nothing you should be worrying too much about yet." I looked around noticing how personalized the Kitchen is. "So who loves to cook so much they got a setup for their kitchen?" He looked at me patting his belly, 'Holy crap he ate that sandwich in like a second.' "Me, I like cooking." He took his plate to the sink. "Just cooking?" I tried eating more, but I wasn't really hungry. "I also like comics and movies." He sat back down at the table. "Huh, don't play games?" Only after did I think about if they even have games in this place. He put a hand on his cheek, "Na, I don't have much time to play them so they just collect dust." He took a breath before looking me in the eyes suddenly. "So, what's it like where you live? It's pretty nice here, always sunny, random dangerous, or slightly wacky situations, you know. The usual." I think hard about this one, on one hand, they probably won't ever find where I live so it won't hurt to explain it, but at the same time, there's probably no place in this new world for me to associate with. "I live west, it's certainly different over there." "How far west exactly...?" I ponder this question because I can't say just any number here. "Far enough to make this a journey, a... long journey." He sighs. "And you are the one who brought up Trust." He walks to the door stopping in the doorway, "And I can Trust you to find somewhere to sleep right?" I gave my own sigh, although mine was more in annoyance at the current situation, "I got a sleeping bag." He just nods and leaves the room. I look at my hands and just kind of stare, it's been only hours since I woke up. Suddenly my vision blurred, then I felt a tear run down my face. I gripped the side of the table, "Why was I kicked out..." I rested my arms on the table, putting my head on them. I stared out the window my sadness and hopelessness about the situation weighing on my shoulders. "Now I know what Atlas feels like..." Then I heard the sounds of someone walking to the door. I quickly tidied myself up trying to hide I was crying. I saw Spike peak his head I'm, "Hey, uh... I just wanted to say sorry for my attitude earlier. I was a little fed up with something else, and I kind of let it seep into my conversation with you." I gave him a tired smile getting up well walking towards him, "It's no problem my man," I give him a gesture for a fist bump, I almost pull away after having the thought that they don't do that here, but his fist hitting mine resolved those minor worries. He gives me a big smile, "Thanks, dude." He turns around and heads back upstairs to sleep, well I assume anyway, and I set up on the living room floor. Getting comfy in my sleeping bag, because I knew it was gonna be 'fun' tomorrow. Author's Note Been a while, ey?
PrologueDecember 6, 2017 I tried my best to hold myself together as I walked away from the orphanage. I don't know how they can get away with this, but theres no going back now. I continued on the snow and wind whipping around me like knifes just barely missing. Even with the storm I could hear a lady shout in fear ahead, from what seems like an alleyway. My original thoughts were to just past it and pretend I couldn't hear it through the storm. My guilt, and me falling on my ass, decided it for me. When I walked up to the wall and peeked around the corner. I saw a guy with a leather jacket, and some simple heavy pants with a knife standing over a woman in a red-gray jacket and heavy winter black pants. With a cut on her arm handing him money from a purse. After thinking to the best of my abilities I stood out from the wall And yelled "HEY!" my plan was to get him to follow me allowing the women to escape. He rushed at me and pushed past me disappearing up the sidewalk. I turned back to the women "lady are you ok?" She stood up shakily "Yes I am young man thank you," she said in a soft voice well wiping her eyes. "That's good do you think you need any help getting somewhere or are you fine?" It is a bad storm. "I'm fine its only 5 minutes away I can make it, this time," she said Giving her a doubtful look "Ok then... see you another time." I turned to walk away... "Wait!" she yelled I stopped and looked back, maybe she wants the help now "I just wanted to thank you for saving me, what is your name?" she asked looking into my eyes with glowing yellow irises... is that even possible? I responded anyway "Your welcome and my name is... Bader funiculà," I said as I turned around to walk away "I will see you sometime soon," she said before walking the other direction. Sometime soon? What does she mean by that. Sometime later the storm calmed down greatly I saw a huge building that looked like it hosted a huge convention. I continued along, though I felt like someone was watching me from behind. looking back I saw the guy from earlier, he must of trailed me. Don't know why I didn't notice him earlier though. "All you had to do was walk past kid, but I have to kill you now." He started running at me. My attempt at running away was slower than his, because he tackled me soon after. We grappled for a bit, but it was to no use. He pinned me with my arms behind my back. "It wasn't my decision to kill you though, know that." With barely anytime to process what he said I felt a sharp pain in my back, then a couple more. Then he released my arm before kicking me in the head hard. My last thoughts were jumbled, a broken miss. Then they were nothing. I woke up almost gasping back rising of the ground a bit. I open my eyes only to instantly close them because of the painful light. I slowly open my eyes so they can adjust to the light. Once I can see I notice I'm not on sidewalk, or anywhere near a city. I'm in the middle of a snow covered forest. I quickly climb to my feet looking around me. Its spooky almost, seeing all the leafless trees just surrounding me. I hear the sound of stuff clashing together, looking to my right I see nothing. It does, however, bring light to the backpack I have on. Ignoring it I start walking in a random direction, slightly thankful the snow isn't flying around anymore. After awhile I feel myself getting thirsty, looking back at the backpack I take it off setting it on the snow covered ground. When I go to open it, I notice this weird thing at the bottom of my vision, how I didn't notice before I'll never be able to answer. I'm a furry, and what I'm seeing does look very much like a muzzle. Remembering I had a phone in my pocket, I quickly pulled it out. Turning on the camera I switch it to 'Selfie Mode' as that one kid called it. I was a Fox or some similar Canine, that is for certain. My coat was grey, and my underbelly color was an almost white shade of grey. I was wearing a black sweater it was definitely not made for winter. It had one of those zippers with the huge... handle? that had cyan accents. My eyes were different shades of purple mixed together, and my Jean's were like a dirty blue and black mixed together and they felt like someone has worn them before. I scoffed in slight amusement. "I feel so edgy right now, I swear I could cut air at this point." I also took this time to make sure I was actually male. The answer was a complete yes. After that I kinda thought for a bit before taking the backpack off again. Looking it over it was indeed, like most backpacks, black. It also looked empty, except for the water bottle hooked to it, I quickly took it off and looked it over. Nothing special, just a bland metal water bottle. Opening it up I took a sniff, and I didn't smell anything. "Must be water." I took a swig and groaned "Why Dasani water, I hate this stuff!" I grumbled about it a bit before taking a couple more drinks anyway. Looking over at the backpack again I got curious, Unzipping it I looked inside and things got weird. It was pitch black at the bottom. Reaching in I couldn't touch the bottom, though it was warm. I kinda freaked out before my hand bumped something. I snatched it up quickly and pulled it out. It was a notecard, it had five words on it. "Think of what you want..." I read it a couple more times. "What does that mean?" I looked at the backpack once more, putting the note back in. I rolled my eyes "I could use a compass." Then something bumped my hand. I grabbed it and pulled it out. I dropped it in shock, it was a compass. The futuristic looking one that I thought of. I grabbed it again, and pressed the button on the side. I almost jumped when the directions came up in a display. I was currently facing west. After testing it a few more times, each consisting in success. I went for something big. "I want to harness this power directly." Then I felt pain like nothing before. I collapsed, once it was done purple whisps leaking out and off of my hand. I shakily stood up. Looking back at the backpack it wasn't there anymore, the compass and water bottle were sitting in the snow though. My heart stopped for a second before I looked at my hand, "I wan't a backpack,". The one from earlier popped into existence in my hand. I smiled widely with a relieved laugh. 'That was stupid, I'm so happy it worked!' Then I heard the sound of snow being crunched behind me. My head wiped around only to spot a lady with a horn on her head. Both of our eyes widened when they met each others gaze.
SandvichI blinked once, and somehow found the time to rub my eyes to make sure it was real. Of course Karma is very much an Attention hog, and proved it when I pulled my hands away. Only for the Lady...? to be right in my face. I fell backwards and crawled a bit more in fright, she was babbling incredibly fast. I waved my hands to get her attention, "Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, I'll have to stop you right there." She went to speak again, but I shushed her. "I don't know what you said, but from how fast you were saying it I'd assume the dictionary wants its words back." She blushed before taking what I assume is a breath to return from word heaven. "S-sorry, it's just a new sentient species hasn't been found in Centuries! And I have a habit of babbling to much sometimes when I get nervous or-" I snapped my fingers to get her attention again. "That's partly why I said the dictionary wants its words back." I look around then remember I'm still in that clearing. "So what's this about a new sentient species, last I checked I'm Sapient." She gains a look of horror. "IM SO SORRY! I WAS JUST EXCITED, AND WASN'T THINKING ABOUT WHAT I SAID!" She gained this crazy look halfway through, it was half desperate half OhmygodIcan'tbelieveI'vedonethis. I grabbed her shoulders, though it did little, and looked her in the eyes. "I was joking, your not the first person to call me an animal." Being a furry did have its ups and downs. She gave me look "I'm not? Then why was there nothing written down and documented about you before? Also I'm a Pony not whatever a 'Prsin' is." I gave her a pointed look. "I'm gonna be honest saying Pony, instead of Person, gives me Racist vibes." I gave her a pointed look "Your not Speciesist are you?" She gives me a look of shock. "NO IM NOT!" she squints at me in what I assume is annoyance. "We say Pony all the time." I give her my own look "Person is a more neutral way of referring to a species, and yes Miss. Unicorn that is still speciesist." She gave me an annoyed look knowing I was right. She sighed before perking up, suddenly her horn glows. Next thing I know, there's clipboards floating through the air. "Back to the questions, what are you? and my name is Twilight Sparkle." I look up at her "Well my names..." I stop to think for a minute, I could choose any name to go by right now. "Throne, the names Throne." I stand up and brush snow off myself and bow. "Its a pleasure to meet you!" I look back at her well crossing my arms. "And to answer that I'm a... " I glance around quickly for Ideas, then it hit me. "Seat- no sorry my head was somewhere else, I'm a Foxkin." remembering I have that newly acquired ability I make my fur soft and smooth. "People like to say we make a great pillow, wanna see?" I held out a han- Paw to her. She gives me a weird look before grasping my hand, then she gasps and grabs it with both. Dissecting it with her eyes, "How is your fur so soft and smooth!?" I give her one of my signature head down smiles "Its a secret." I look around a bit and notice it has gotten darker "Hey uh I don't know about you, but I want to get out of here before dark. So uh, you know the way?" She looks around before shaking her head. "I didn't realize it got so late, but yeah sure I know the way follow me!" She turns around and immediately stops, she turns back with a slight blush and a sheepish grin. "Hahaha... about that, I uh dont know the way." I sigh, frowning inwardly, giving her a smile. "That's fine we can camp out here together if your up for it, I happen to know a thing or two." She gives me smile "Sure! But... how will we do that?" She looks around "Other than that bottle of water and round thing there is no supplies for the night!" I shake my head, "You can miss one meal right?" She rocks on her heels, "I uhm didn't eat at all today..." I shrug my backpack off, and set it on the ground. Unzipping it I reach in and 'Grab' a sandwich in a ziplock bag. I look up at her. "You eat any type of meat?" I fully expect her to get a disgusted look. "Yeah, though usually it's at fancy parties." She looks at me questionably "Why, do you have some?" I make a copy and pull them both out showing her, before tossing one to her. "Yeah, didn't expect to be out here long though." I felt pretty good setting up for that lie, hopefully it works out. "What do you mean?" She asks looking over the bag in annoyance. I reach over and open it for her, she looks at it stunned for a bit before... levitating the sandwich out and eating it. 'That's right she has magic, if it weren't for the bag there probably would be more questioning about this. I take a bite and mumble to her well chewing, "I went for a long hike through the snow, during the later part of the walk this strange creature attacked me and now I'm here." I gestured to the clearing. "What brings you out here?" I ask taking a bigger bite to taste the ham a bit more. "Well I was at Zecoras hut when I felt some big magic signatures, one after the other, out here." She looks at me suddenly, her sandwich nearly gone "Was that you by the way?" I shake my head, "I can't cast spells, or do any of that Voodoo stuff." 'I probably shouldn't talk about the magic stuff I gained until I learn more about it...' She deadpans at me. "Theres no such thing as Voodoo." She tosses her hands up in exaggeration. "How do you know, maybe you just haven't seen it yet!" I decide to argue my point, because I like arguing. "I have read every book in Canterlot, and my library home. Not once is Voodoo mentioned to exist." She gives me a smug look. "Voodoo could just be a different wave length compared to the Spectrum Of Light leaving it invisible to the naked eye unless you painstakingly alter your view of Natural Mana." I give a shit eating grin. She giggles obviously seeing my joke. "Silly, that's not how magic works." "Maybe you just never noticed?" I say taking another bite of my sandwich. The cruch feels nice in my mouth. "Well my Cutie Mark stands for magic so I would definitely notice differences in Mana frequencies." Some quills jot down something. "What is a Cutie Mark?" And then quill snapped. Author's Note Oh gezz it snapped.
You dont know?She took a breath and made another quill appear. 'A quill? with all this magic I figured they would be beyond that.' "Sorry about that, it just surprised me that you don't know what a Cutie Mark is." She sheepishly rubbed her neck. "Why is that? You becoming speciest aga-" this time she was pretty quick to cut me off. "No I am not, Equestria is a major power. Any nation with the hopes in negotiations with the country would have to at least understand the basic principle that Cutie Marks show what any individual pony is the best at." "So, it is a 'This is what you do best mark' in a sense." She gave me a look like she is annoyed but used to it. She started humming. "Knowing my friends they can find us easily. Probably by tonight, in fact, we just got to wait." I shrugged my shoulders, "I can wait awhile out here." I glanced around it was darker. I noted that I must have some type of night vision. "Should I start a fire?" "Yeah, we should, the temperature could be bad tonight." I nodded and turned away digging into my backpack and pulled out an artificial firepit. It uses chemicals to make a fire without wood. Because of my newfound power, I made sure it was completely environmentally friendly. And put fake coals in there too. I got it started and we sat there for a bit just sitting near the fire. "Why exactly are you out here?" She asked looking over the fire with a curious look. I dreaded this question. I can't think of a good answer to give. "Can we just leave it at the I got attacked well traveling please?" She frowned for a bit but shrugged. "Sure, if you were bad I probably wouldn't be sitting here eating food... oh my gosh!" She covered her face, I could see her ear tips turn red. "I can use a teleportation spell to get us to town." I laughed slightly relieved I wouldn't have to stay out here, "Then how long will it take?" Normally the idea of teleportation would excite me. But I have been assaulted by many first today. "I can do it in about 3 seconds, you just got to get close to me." I stood up and stretched my back. "Well let's pack up first, I do not want to leave any of this behind." I quickly put out the fire and packed it away. I didn't want her to ask about it because I don't understand how it works either. She gave me her ziplock bag and I tossed it along with mine into the backpack. I turned around to find her examining the compass. "What is this?" After what she has shown me, she must be a scientist or Magitist or whatever the equivalent is here. I walked over to her, "It's a compass, here let me show you." I grabbed it from her, she watched as I turned it on and displayed a hologram that showed all the directions. She nodded along with my explanation of what it was and wrote it all down on a She hummed, "This seems expensive must use a lot of Magic Stones." She looked it over. "So why do you have this, a normal compass is way cheaper." Well if it cost something, then it probably would be better to buy a simpler last sophisticated one. "It is something I brought from home." I suddenly felt very disoriented as my vision came back to me, I stumbled around a bit. Leaning on what feels like a tree. "Spike I'm home!" I heard the smacking of feet as I opened my eyes. I was in a roundhouse, the walls were lined with books. And I mean like almost all the way around lined. It was very clearly made of wood, there was an upstairs too. Though what interested me was that all this was carved out. It gave off a weirdly natural vibe. "Oh shoot, I should have warned you!" I was about to tell her it was fine when what sounded like a very obvious kid yelled out "Welcome back Twilight!" I looked at the top of the stairs and raised an eyebrow, there was a teen with a tail and green hair. "Who is that?" I pushed myself off the wall standing more casually, I gave a wave. "Sup, my name is Throne." He started walking down the stairs, "Yo, the names spike. A pleasure to meet you." He walked up to Twilight and they hugged each other "Why were you out so late?" "I got lost a bit and the teleportation spell slipped my mind! But everything turned out ok in the end." Spike frowned a bit, I'm surprised I recognized it. His facial structure is quite a mystery to me, Also he seemed hesitant as if he had something to say. "How could you forget something like that? Something exciting happens out there? Other than this guy here" He pointed a thumb at me. I couldn't help but grin at the remark that flashed through my head, though I held it in for sake of pleasantries with these strangers I know the name of. "Spike, his species isn't recorded in the books." She sat down on a couch leaning her head back as if to cool off. "I know, you gave me the book of species for my 3rd birthday." He frowned a bit before shaking his head. Turning to me he gained a curious look "So uh... forgive me, but what are you?" "Well I can't give you a specific I'll tell you what I told Twilight, you can call me a Foxkin." Twilight started snoring. "That's a rather bland name." He bluntly stated quietly, laying down Twilight along the couch pulling out a seemingly pre-prepared blanket and pillow. "Does she do that often...?" He chuckled motioning me to follow him into the kitchen. "Not lately, though she used to." He slid a plate with a... Apple slice sandwich on it. "This would have been hers, but she kind of lost it when she fell asleep. I hope you don't mind?" "I don't mind..." I looked at it a bit, pondering if I should. In the end, I decided to so I didn't leave a bad reputation. "Don't like it?" I watched him take a bite of his glitter-covered sandwich. "No, I'm just a little surprised at the hospitality." The apple was slightly harder to chew with my new teeth, but I was working through it. "You see, where I'm from people don't just let someone into their house an hour or two after meeting them." He raised an eyebrow, if that's even his eyebrow, giving me a quizzical look. "Why is that?" I rose my own question, "If everyone else around you was friendly, but given the chance might steal 15 Dollars that you left out. Would you let them into your house without getting to know them better?" "Huh. I guess if it is like that where you live then I probably wouldn't." He set his food down and frowned a bit. "Never thought of it that way before." I chuckled, "Don't worry kid, it's nothing you should be worrying too much about yet." I looked around noticing how personalized the Kitchen is. "So who loves to cook so much they got a setup for their kitchen?" He looked at me patting his belly, 'Holy crap he ate that sandwich in like a second.' "Me, I like cooking." He took his plate to the sink. "Just cooking?" I tried eating more, but I wasn't really hungry. "I also like comics and movies." He sat back down at the table. "Huh, don't play games?" Only after did I think about if they even have games in this place. He put a hand on his cheek, "Na, I don't have much time to play them so they just collect dust." He took a breath before looking me in the eyes suddenly. "So, what's it like where you live? It's pretty nice here, always sunny, random dangerous, or slightly wacky situations, you know. The usual." I think hard about this one, on one hand, they probably won't ever find where I live so it won't hurt to explain it, but at the same time, there's probably no place in this new world for me to associate with. "I live west, it's certainly different over there." "How far west exactly...?" I ponder this question because I can't say just any number here. "Far enough to make this a journey, a... long journey." He sighs. "And you are the one who brought up Trust." He walks to the door stopping in the doorway, "And I can Trust you to find somewhere to sleep right?" I gave my own sigh, although mine was more in annoyance at the current situation, "I got a sleeping bag." He just nods and leaves the room. I look at my hands and just kind of stare, it's been only hours since I woke up. Suddenly my vision blurred, then I felt a tear run down my face. I gripped the side of the table, "Why was I kicked out..." I rested my arms on the table, putting my head on them. I stared out the window my sadness and hopelessness about the situation weighing on my shoulders. "Now I know what Atlas feels like..." Then I heard the sounds of someone walking to the door. I quickly tidied myself up trying to hide I was crying. I saw Spike peak his head I'm, "Hey, uh... I just wanted to say sorry for my attitude earlier. I was a little fed up with something else, and I kind of let it seep into my conversation with you." I gave him a tired smile getting up well walking towards him, "It's no problem my man," I give him a gesture for a fist bump, I almost pull away after having the thought that they don't do that here, but his fist hitting mine resolved those minor worries. He gives me a big smile, "Thanks, dude." He turns around and heads back upstairs to sleep, well I assume anyway, and I set up on the living room floor. Getting comfy in my sleeping bag, because I knew it was gonna be 'fun' tomorrow. Author's Note Been a while, ey?
