Growth

Ohshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit run damn you RUN! AAH THEY ARE GAINING ON YOU RUNMOTHERFUCKERREUN! WHY DID YOU TURN AROUND?!

I guess an introduction is in order: Hello my name is Paul I´m a swedish 21 year old guy and "suprise" I´m a brony who currently is being chased by woody hellspawn from botanic hell! Timber wolves to be exact! And they are pretty much breathing down my neck!

So yeah not what I had in mind when visiting Equestria, for the seventh time actually. And by the way every time I arrive the staring point is always, ALWAYS in the middle of the EVERFREE!

And every time it´s another time epoch! First time I came here was during Discords reign and let just say I chose the losing side that time and for the record being hit by a magic rainbow? Not something to recommend! What I was his right hand when it came to pranking those ponies, well mostly all I did was ensuring that none of the ponies were hurt or killed by his more creative pranks.

Second to fourth time was in the years in between the end of Discords reign and Lunas banishment fortunally for me I had ended up in griffin country while the fifth to the seventh time were during the banishment.

Though my stays are never for to long the longest were a year and that was the first time I arrived in Equestria.

And most part of the time I´m stuck in this forest as it takes me weeks to find the exits. At least I´m closing in on the correct one... I hope. Well ok this time beats all the time record since I have been in this forest for four winters now.

On the bright side: I´m very hard to kill since I apparently have a very high regeneration rate my wounds heal so fast you can see it closing almost like Wolverine (although mine still leaves scars), super strength found those out on my first trip here by being mauled by a manticore.

Did I mention that I also can use magic? No? Well I am, although it seams that I´m restricted to conjuring and telekinesis thought again restricted as I can only affect inanimate objects. I blame my passive abilities for that.

So now your surely wondering why I´m running? Because sharp fangs and pointy claws still hurts like hell! And I´m not like that kind of pain that result in spilling blood particulairly mine. And since I abhor to cause animals pain(well to be honest as long as it´s not vital to my survival like eating and warmth) fighting them is not an option unless my fight/flight switch is fliped.

But back to the chase

As the growling and howling became more and more distant I dared take a glance behind me to see if had put some distance between the wolves and me. And was met with nothing but trees and leaves. But I have not survived this long by counting my chickens before they hatch! So I continued running darting left and right sorted by random.

When I finally stoped my lungs felt like someone lit them on fire and my heart felt like bursting out of my chest. Not to meantion I was sweating like crazy! I took a quick look around to see that I now stood on a tall cliff cuting the forest in two creating a canyon you only see in an episode of loony toons only with more trees.

And not to my suprise the wolf pack were actually right behind me.

"Aw fuck you and your damn camouflage!" I screamed at them while backing away from the canianes from botanic hell.

Now I ran my options in my head. Option A: Fight the wolves and risk alot of pain not to meantion the possibility of being eaten alived or B: Jump of the cliff denying the wolves a meal and possibly break every bone in my body.

Looking at one of the growling monter of timber made me light option A on fire with a "HELL NO" and choose B while fliping them of.

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And not before long I was lying broken on the ground at the botom of the canyon intense pain flowing trough my entire body. Another brilliant idea by yours truly.

I rolled over to my back the process of healing had already begun as I felt the bones getting back were they originally belong, it was uncomfortable to say the least. Looking through the hole of broken branches I saw that the sun were setting,and suddenly felt very tired as the adrenaline wore of "Well I think I´ve earned the right to take a nap" I thought as I closed my eyes and let my mind rest for a bit.

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When I Later awoke it was early morning with a light mist, I got up and streatched my limbs And took of in a random direction since i didn´t have a compass on me.

I had found an small path leading somewhere and since somewhere is better than here I decided to follow it.

After following the path for a while I ended up in a clearing punching a hole in the thick overgrowth so that I could glimpse the sky I usually take in the sceanery on these occations exept for this time. I could glimpse a little of the wast mass that was the Everfree were I stood.

And what I saw sparked my interest: Smoke, some kilometers from my current possision. Hoping sparked to life in my mind "Finally! Civilisation!" I thought as I hurried towards the origin of the smoke.

But what I found instead horrified me straight to my core. In a glade of scorched grass and blackend trees lay four things before my gaze one: a broken wagon with small flames flickering on its side, it was of griffin origin, and how did I know that?

Well that brings us to thing number two & three: two corpses of the biggest griffons I have ever seen! One of them was layed beside the wagon badly burned on its back, fleash turned to coal. The other was covered in great gashes of wounds that had been infested with magoots and other parasitic larvae.

It was slumped over its weapon: a massive steel claymore which had ended the life of thing number four as it possibly pieced its heart: a great red dragon which was just massive!

A loud crack brought me out of of my investigation of the scene, I tried to localise were it had come from when I heard it again aparently from the wagon.

As I approached it several more cracks could be heard, when I was close enough to peak inside I could see something moving under the blankets.

I gingerly griped the corner of said blankets with my left hand while forming the other into fist just incase whatever creature that was under here decided to pounce at me.

"Alright 3...2...1!" I thought while pulling the blankets quickly to my left startling the little creature that was now before me and was looking at me with beady eyes ready to cry any second, one eye were skyblue and the other deep green.

Before me sat a baby griffon with feathers that went from light brown at the base to draker brown at their tips. its feline part was of light orange with black stripes like a tigers. Every thing about it made me think of Deathclaw from the tabletop game of warhammer fantasy.

It had aparently been eating what was left of the egg it sat in and that was what made the noise.

"Well hello there" I said with a voice that you use when talking babies. Thats when it started crying

"mudcrab"I swore.