The pegasi refer to it as The Griffon War; the griffons don’t have a name for it. For four long years, the pegasi have fallen prey to the advancing griffon forces as they are pushed further and further south, closer to the ocean in their retreat from their foe’s ruthless forces. Despite greater numbers, the pegasi are hardly a match for such large, and seemingly furious creatures, who are rumored to feed on the flesh of ponies to sustain themselves for the next battle.

Silver Rain had never fought before the draft, but anyone who can fight, will fight for the survival of their nation, and maybe even their species. The griffons have a motive, and the pegasi have a secret. Sometimes, wars happen for good reasons.

[WARNING]: This story contains vore, and vore-heavy themes—a fetish associated with consuming another creature for sexual gratification. There is no sex in this story thus far, but it has been tagged as porn for it's target content, audience, and potential future chapters.

Future chapters, if released, may contain rape, and a bunch of really fucked up shit.