Author's Note

I apologize for ant misspelling or grammar errors I am writing between moving and working and clearing snow, so I am trusting my auto correct on word.

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Five hours, I had been walking for five fucking hours. What had I discovered in those five fucking hours? That I was lost. I had gotten sidetracked by a rather enticing smell and by the time I realized it was a carnivorous flower I had lost the path. I eventually just chose a direction an began to follow it. The dammed Forrest had to end somewhere. But for now, all I could see were trees that looked like a crawling horror has sex with a treant.

My attention was torn away from trying to figure out how that worked by a nausea inducing smell, it was like a skunk drank rotten milk, fornicated with a bodybuilder’s armpit, and then died in a sewer. It was then that I heard it, it sounded like mix of creaking wood and a wolf snarling. The foliage in front of me began to rustle. The being that stepped out of the bush is what finally convinced me of a notion I had begun to have since seeing the trees, at some point in this forest’s history a druid and a necromancer got drunk, had sex, and then proceed to have a magical dick sizing contest.

It was a wooden wolf, well less of a wooden wolf and more like fifteen wooden wolves. As soon as the first one came into range it lunged, so I smacked it with a tail. It was more out of reflex than any real purposeful attack, so when I saw the thunderous explosion of wood and tinder that used to be shaped like a wolf, I was pleasantly surprised. That made fourteen, the wolves however didn’t find it pleasant at all.

They all charged at once, grabbing one by the throat with one of my tails I swung it like a baseball bat into the side of the second one. As they both exploded into piles of tinder, I brought another one of my tails down on the head of a third, the three-foot crater were its head used to be left me no doubt that it was dead. When the forth one leapt at my face I decided to meet its lunge with my claws. When I felt no resistance I thought I had missed, the two halves of said wolf disproved that thought.

The remaining ten wolves drew back and began to circle me cautiously. While they were trying to figure out how they could kill me so they could eat my innards I decided to try and figure out how to use magic. I knew that any advanced forms were out of my reach for now, but surly I could use foxfire. I decided to take a hint out of my many fantasy books. Staring intently, I imagined a cone of blue fire wrapping around the wolves as their wooden flesh turned to cinder, wow I could even imagine the smell. Oh, wait I wasn't imagining that part, they were actual on fire.

I couldn't help but stare in fascination as the blue flames turned the wolves to cinders, yet, not a single leaf on the ground was singed. If I was right then my foxfire would only burn what I meant it to burn, that could be an extremely useful ability that he would have to experiment with later.

I felt my shoulders relax as I searched for any more danger. I hadn’t realized that in the middle of the fight that there had been a change of scenery. When the fight had started, I was standing in a small clearing, when it ended, I was standing on a dirt path. At that point I decided to get the fuck out of this dammed forest.

The path winded down towards the east and melted into the trees as it started to bend, the other way was a dead end, guess that settled which way I was going. As I walked down the path, I began to let my mind wonder. The letter had said that I was a god, if I was a god not to mention a kitsune did that mean that I no longer aged.

The fact that I no longer aged bothered me slightly. I imagined that there were other immortals in this realm, but as cliché as it is there was a rather large chance that I would end up with a mortal lover. Well if I was a god then there was also the possibility that I could make my lover or lovers, immortal too. After all magic is a wonderful and terrible thing, and so was love.

Shaking my head from that train of thoughts before they led me to a place I didn't want to be, I began to focus on something much more pressing, my magic. I could use foxfire, but I needed to figure out how to use my other abilities.

If I could figure out how to use illusions I would be ecstatic, there would be no need to fight if I could avoid any encounters. Trying to figure out some of the other magical affects would also be useful, things like levitation and simple bolts of magic would make my life much easier. Shape shifting would also be a useful ability to figure out.

I decided to start where I had some experience. Looking at a bush nearby I tried to imagine it turning pink, nothing. Trying again with the same result I tried a different approach. Approaching the bush, I touched it with the tip of a tail and tried to channel my magic into the plant. The affect that I got was not what I expected, I was thinking that it was either going to work or the plant would disintegrate or something similar, no this plant decided that my magic would make good fertilizer as it began to grow at an extremely fast speed, "well shit."

After a couple more hours walking and experimenting something miraculous occurred, something so wonderful that tears silently slid down the sides of my furred cheeks. I had found the exit of the fucking forest, also a town. Looking around as I walked towards the town, I began to make some observations. First thing I had noticed was how colorful the houses were, the second thing I noticed was that the town appeared to be deserted. The third and most important thing I noticed was the sign in front of me. Public library, just what I needed. Walking up to the building I let myself in, after all it was a public library.

As I entered the building/tree I was quite happy with the number of books I could see. Quickly I decided on a book, it was a history book. I only got about a quarter of the way through the book before I came to a startling realization. The main inhabitants of this land, ponies, were racist. Other races were treated worse than trash and often run out of towns and cities.

While the non-meat eating races were treated like trash, the races that did eat meat were treated like monsters. They were often accused of crimes that they didn't do. It reminded me of the witch hunts. I then had a horrifying thought I was an obvious meat-eating creature, sitting in the middle of a pony library.

I quickly sat up and began looking for the magic books, I found them on the top shelf in the back of the library. Pulling out my book which I decided I was going to call the index, I began to experiment. If I could connect the index to any book in my store, then maybe I could connect it to other books I could find. Bringing the index up I touched it to the spell book and mentally called for the book to be copied into the index.

Flipping through the index I checked to see if it worked. There it was, magic for dummies, wait was that actually the title. I spun the book around and sure enough that was what the book was titled. Shaking my head, I began copying the other books. Once I finished with the magic books I moved on to books on races, currency, and geography. I also stole a map as I began to leave the library.

I stopped myself from opening the door. I had walked into this building in plain sight, yet there was not a single person in sight, that meant that they were most likely hiding from me. Now I don't know how most people think, but if a monster walked into a building I wasn't in I would set a trap and wait for it to come back out.

Sticking my head against the door I tried to hear if there was anyone outside the front. Judging from the clanking of metal on stone the answer was yes. Going out a window would have been my best bet, there was a problem with that plan however. The windows were too small for me to fit through, I would be leaving through the front door or not at all. Or maybe not, there was a balcony on the second floor.

The looks of terror I received when I jumped from the balcony when be forever cemented in my mind as one of the funniest things I had ever seen. Just as I imagined my face was to them as I dodged the bolt of magic that singed the fur of my under side. When I landed the first thing I did was slam the bright purple pony that had tried to shoot me with a tail and take off running. I wasn't quite sure where she landed and to be frank, I didn't care.

I hadn't realized just how fast I could run until i was running for my life. To my misfortune a quarter of those ponies could fly and had crossbows. I barely dodged the first volley of bolts. The second volley had landed a bolt into my flank. I readily let out a grunt of pain before sliding to a stop. I may not have been able to shoot bolts of magic yet, but I could definitely throw things. Wrapping one of my tails around a rock I chucked it at one of the pegasi. It nailed him right in center of mass, he went flying through the air and collided with a tree.

One of the others decided that dive bombing me with a spear would be a smart idea. I proceeded to use him as a baseball to hit another. I barely managed to leap to the side as a blue blur sped pass where my head was just at. "Get back here you varmint."

At the yell I had managed to catch the lasso with one of my tails. Looking down incredulously at the orange pony holding the other end I yanked my tail and swung her into a random guard who let out a scream as she collided with his side. They both went flying into a building. I lunged to the side as the blue torpedo decided to return for my head again. This time I kept my focus on the blur as it swung around for another attack. I waited till just the right moment before bringing a paw down right on its middle.

The blur quickly became as a cyan blue Pegasus with an rainbow mane. A mane that I had steadily classified as the gayest thing I had ever scene. Not that there was anything wrong with that, I was a fox after all. Her wing was bent as an odd angle, so I put her out of my mind as a threat.

As I turned to begin running again my eyes met with a bright blue pair belonging to a butter colored Pegasus with a long pink mane. She quickly flew into my face with a furious expression and an intense gaze. "How dare you. You will stop this fighting right now and wait for the authorities to pick you up."

When she stopped her ranting, she was panting trying to catch her breath. Me on the other hand was looking at this little pony with amazement. Finally, I acted, wrapping the little pony in my tails I hugged her tight to my chest, I just couldn't help myself. "Oh, my gods your so fucking adorable."

Getting control of myself I put the catatonic pony down and ran for the forest. Of course, the moment I started running the rest of the unicorn guards decided to catch up. The barrage of magical bolts sent my way consisted of every color of the rainbow. Some missed but most of them hit me and proceeded to wash over my fur like waves of light being reflected by water. I couldn't help but let a mischievous smirk come across my muzzle as I cracked my tails like a whip.

"Oh, that tingled a bit, let’s have some fun."