Present Day

As I watch the sun rise from the top of a sea of trees that is the Everfree, I smile as I recall that fateful day when I first arrived.

"Perfect as always, Celestia." I mutter to myself. Being alone for the past dozen millennium or so without much in the way of conversation with anyone tends to make one talk to themselves to fill the gap.

After a good moment or so of observing the celestial body make it's gradual climb to the sky, I make my descent from the treetops. Once I arrived at the forest floor, I picked up my satchel; a faithful(and magically indestructible) companion that has seen me through these long years.

Turning towards the direction of my home, I begin to walk through the forest, following little roads left by the passing of animals and crossing the occasional stream. Each tree is familiar to me, each river from beginning to end burned into my mind. I used to have a map, but after being here for so long I no longer required it. After crossing one final creek, and skirting around a particularly large tree I finally arrive at my humble little dwelling; marked by a round green door built into the side of a hill. For all intents and purposes it was a literal hole in the ground. It wasn't a nasty, damp, smelly hole, but a Hobbit hole; albeit modified to my size, and that means comfort.

"Bilbo Baggins, you had the right idea about what a home should be like." I muse to myself as I approach the out-of-place, picturesque little garden gate.

Pulling open the little gate, I walk down the small river stone paved path to the door, opening it with care and slipping inside with a content smile on my face. The inside is quaint, a little cramped, but homely and welcoming. I hang my hooded cloak and my satchel on the pegs I built next to the door. Turning to the left I meander down the hall and arrive at the cozy little fireplace, and without further ado, I sink into my armchair. It may have taken the better part of my extensive time here in Equestria, but it was well worth the effort to teach myself how to make all this.

"Methinks I might take a nap....after all, I have all the time in the world..." and with that pleasant thought I lean deeper into my chair, lean my head back, and drift off to sleep, dreaming of times gone by.

POV: Cutie Mark Crusaders-Third Person

Now, at the edge of the forest, three little fillies tentatively made their first few steps into the forest. They knew that they we're forbidden from entering this ominous woodland, but they were desperate in their need.

"Girls, ah think we should turn back, mah big sis said that the Everfree forest is dangerous!" exclaimed the filly with a yellow coat and red bow.

"Aw don't be like that Applebloom, its not that bad. Besides, you got me here, the one and only Scootaloo; number one apprentice to Rainbow Dash!" boasted the filly known as Scootaloo, her purple mane waving in the faint breeze.

"I agree with Scoots, didn't our big sisters and their friends go in here not too long ago? When they had to get the elements remember? They came back fine." concurred the third companion, her pristine white coat a sharp contrast against the muted dark colors of the forest.

Marching into the forest, the little fillies began to chatter and joke among themselves, trying to keep brave in the overbearing darkness of the forest, where the sheer number of trees all but suffocated any light that would find itself under the dark branches. As these crusaders wandered deeper and deeper into the forest, the darker and more ominous the forest seemed. Eventually there was naught but a dim glow provided only by various odd looking flora that would glow a muted shade of blue.

"Girls, ah don't think we're alone..." said Applebloom with a worried glance to the trees around the path, "it feels like were being watched."

"Don't be such a scaredy-pony Applebloom, you've got me and Sweetiebelle over here to keep you safe." Scootaloo said while puffing up her chest, the essence of tomboyish boldness.

"Ah know Scoots, but still...its kinda creepy bein here, its not even night yet and its so dark!" the scared filly answered, "Why where we here again?"

"You don't remember Applebloom? We're here to get our 'Monster-Catching-Cutiemarks!' Everyone knows that the Everfree has monsters in it, so we're here to catch one!" exclaims Sweetiebelle.

With that they continue to wander farther down the forest path, unaware of the glowing yellow eyes glaring at them from the darkness...which are then joined by another pair of glowing yellow orbs, then another, and another.....

POV: ???-First Person

With a start I wake from my nap, something is happening. My sixth sense, honed over millennium, is telling me, screaming at me, that there is something sinister afoot. I suddenly climb out of my armchair, and rapidly walk to the front door, throwing it open and then standing there on the threshold, ears straining to hear in the darkness...nothing. Sighing to myself, I turn back and take a step back inside-THERE! I hear a faint voice on the wind, for a moment I mistook it for the wind itself. I run back outside and cup my hands to my ears, desperately searching for that faint voice. There it is again! It sounds young, and panicked. Suddenly, a howl cuts through the forest, signalling the beginning of a hunt. Without further ado, I step smartly to my coat and satchel, grabbing my lovingly carved blackthorn shillelagh on the way out and closing the green door to my home with nervous haste.

"Lord above, I hope Im not too late." I mutter to myself as I jog at a good clip as I home in on the panicked screaming, and the ominous howling.

POV: Cutie Mark Crusaders-Third Person(A few minutes before)

"What was that!?" squeaked out Applebloom as a rustle in the bushes nearby shatters the tense atmosphere of the once silent forest.

"I-I don't k-know Appleb-bloom, a s-s-squirrel maybe?" stammers Sweetiebelle, now unsure in their task, and now scared of what the shadows might hide in this gloomy yet hostile forest.

"It was nothing, lets keep going! Im excited to catch my first monster!" said Scootaloo, always the bravest of the three.

"G-girls, I think we should head home, I don't think this is s-such a good idea anym-" Sweetiebelle's frightened words are interrupted by a harsh growling.

The three little crusaders freeze in their tracks, they search infront of them frantically with their eyes, but find nothing... only to hear a growl behind them! They whip around, eyes glued in fear to the source of the harsh growling. Two glowing yellow eyes glare out at them from the bushes behind them, to add onto their mounting horror, those eyes come closer, revealing the owner of these glowing orbs filled with unspeakable hunger; a timberwolf inches out from the bushes, growling hungrily, its jaws drooling sap from between its sharpened teeth.

"Clever girl..." mutters Applebloom.

"RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!!!" screams Scootaloo, running off into the dark depths of the forest.

Galvanized into action by her scream, her two friends bolt, running away screaming for their lives, all the while being chased down by a sea of glowing yellow eyes. To top off on this fear cocktail that these poor fillies were experiencing, they heard a singular howl, signalling the start of the chase...

Author's Note

I liked the comments from last time and, like I said before; I will try to keep the chapters coming. Just so you know, I work off of inspiration, so it may take a while for me to put up a new chapter...

Anybody else get the reference I put in this chapter~?