'Gray the Necromancer - The beginning'

Written by: Black--Soul

Chapter 10 - About time to get lucky.
About to progress the Storyline...

Faithful Wings was in heavenly blessed company. Her sneaky fanged future herd member currently giving her herd stallion a run for his prestige in making her neigh in pleasure with tongue alone.
Its good to be a herd head mare.

Gabriel got his cut wound carefully cleaned by his very attentive batwinged friends with benefits.
One nuzzeld his chin as consolidation of another one cleaning his not to deep cut injury over all it's length.

It was stinging just for the time of contact and left a slightly numb feeling, when a third one seem to spray her spit right after the cleaning on the wound.
He guessed that one batmare was for moral support of him for getting his little bubu licked clean. Another doing the cleaning the wound with her tongue and the last to numb the wound with a natural agent. There fangs apparently are not just for show.

Or they had secreation sacks on them like real bats as to numb the bite in the moment of penetration.
Gabriel was slightly uneasy by the thought of being surrouded by Vampire Bat's...

Than again, this can't end worse than that Twilight trash movie...

Pinkie Pie was making her
PFFF (pink future friend forever)
into
PFFF (pink fuck friend forever).

Starlight tongue fuck fiend Glimmer was amazing. Perhaps she could give Fluttershy a run for her money with some practice hours. To be fair, out performing a Thestral is not easy to archiv.

Fluttershy was very skilled by the time they shared friendship with benefits. After all, having subdued all her critters and half the Everfree Forest predators with her tongue was quite the archivment.

The Stare... What a redicules breezeetail idea. As if looking mean could get meat eating predator in line.

Nooo... They know that they didn't get any tail if they missbehave. Plus that her fangs are anything but decorational...

How Fluttershy castrated a unruly Hydra with them was beyond her imagination.
Guess not every head of a Hydra grow back...

Some of the Herd stallion checking out the commotion outside their tent, just to scoffed at Quick Shot.
That drama stallion just choked his head mare in public out, with the girth of his flaring stallionhood. Again...

Starlight Glimmer was a happy mare. Also one that really regrets to have past up mares in the past... Pinkie Pie sure know how to party~♡

Murphys Law, Fate and her sibling Destiny enjoyed themself despite hangover.

Perhaps, just perhaps, would they delay getting to work for today. They are about to start the afterparty early~♡
A good way to start a day.

Author really getting nervous about Murphy, Fate & Destiny not going to work. The storylines scribt is ready and waiting after all...

Razor Beak woke up in the morning and found himself alone. Apparently his best big brother forever had still not returned until now.

He had to belive his mother was right. Her big badeagle of a Griffon would never let anything stop him from getting back home.
He wasn't crying, because the dread in his stomach grew with time.

He had to be sick or something. His eyes were acting up because he probably eat something bad yesterday. So was his stomach feeling.

The Author would like to point out that his scribt clearly stated:

• Griffon brother blink INSIDE Starlight Glimmer defensiv ward. ( not smack Talons and face into it )

• Griffon survive the Blood Bunny swarm. Rip and Tear, Doom guy style. ( not getting impact stunned and eaten alive )

The Author would still like to give out a apology just in case someone blames him.
Having to deal with a 'Stanley parable' situation where scribt of the story and compliance/ obedience of one or more figures seem to be at odds with one another...

It's complicated...

Razor Beaks mother take the liberty to throw the entry guard off the mounten, for sleeping on the guard shift. Lazyness leads to death, death leads to Clans getting taken over by rival Clans.

No weakness will be standing unpunished. She had a reputation to uphold.
Beside they can fly, if they are not...? Than she would simply bear the Clan more Chicks with multible egg laying seasons. It's not like getting there isn't F-U-N~♡

Clan Leader of the Brown Eagle's, Storm Wing enjoyed his resting nest. Today he really feel his age. This was his onehundred's summer and since no Griffon before him in any storys he ever hear in verbal shared storys ever reached his age did he wonder if this was a subtile warning to prepare a successor or if he just had one of these days...

When somegriff grabbed him and throw him out of his resting nest into a wall, did he know, it was definitivly one of these days...

Razor Beaks mother aka Storm Wings Alpha hen, enjoyed having some fun with her Alpha Eagle now and than.

It was entirely on him, if it was with him on top of her, if he see her coming, or her on him, if he let his guard down. Counting not having his cave entry guard ready to defend him and kill non clan intruders, instead of sleeping standing.

Or having the discipline not to get bribed by a Beakjob. They really had to work on that...

Storm Wing day started already on a bad wing. His Alpha Hen somehow passed the entry guard shift, stopped the secondary guard from alerting him with a alarm trill and now was claiming him. Hard.

At least the last part would be enjoyable and would not need him to kick rump later.

As per usual did Storm Wings Alpha Hen mixed pleasure with business. Apparently being able to breed her and talk Clan business was a sign of a sharp focuse of mind.

He personaly was suspecting that his deep voice just helped her get her feathers ruffled.
When ever he tried to visit her and their chicks didn't stop her from claiming him, did she let her soft feathers show.

He never understand the badchick act she tried to even keep in his presents but... She loved him and he loved her. That was enough.

Anyway, did Razor Beak spotted alongside Razor Claw a pony migration in there territory. Unless he would find out on the campsite that another Clan was stealing there tribute, again...

Would he stock up on pony meat, if they didn't have anything to offer in return for eating there territorys natural growing produce and blocking a fishing ground for his Clan.

He wondered if they would have anygriff dumb enough in there herd to swim in it. He did enjoy, when his pet Octopus get some playmates.
If not for his exotic nature to pleasure female guest of any standing, would he probably never even entertained the idea taiming it and treating males and females as equals.

Always fun to watch. Always fun to participate.
Good times... Good times...

Somewhere in the depth of the seabed of the campsite did a Octopus male had the feeling he was about to get visitors.

When ever he get visitors did his master Storm Wing join the playing and sing for him or feed him yummy non water treats.
Good times... Good times...

The Author got invited to join his workers in fun time. One do not simply say no to Murphy Law, the guy noone should try to challange.

Lady Fate, that female that noone can escape and everyone beds sooner or later, if they get lucky that is...

Destiny, that guy is a class all on its own...

Faithful Wings was reduced to a pile of pleasure. After that mindblowing performance did she had to fill her pack/herd with Thestral's.

Best - oral - everrr!

When Gabriel hooves on nurses done there best to clean his wound and leave no inch of his body over his abs uncleaned, did they seem to look pretty smug about there work.

He sure feel cleaner and more relaxed, than when he woke up in the middle of somewhere.
His cyan friend with benefits was a twitching pile of pleasure. So he guessed he dead out lost in his gentleman lover performance for today. Guess foreplay and some rough action was about to cut it.

With six mares in the tent would he get his pipe cleaned fired for sure. Quantity is a quality all on its own. That said, there quantity was first grade anyway.

Quick Shot got somepony to invide him and his limb herd mare into a tent. Since his daughter apparently take over his for the time being. With his rump not working, his herd lead mare out of action and being in debt to the unbounded mares for getting a tent invitation extended, he decided to play nice for once.

Perhaps some of them would actually like to hear about his newest Alchemy recipe.

A little time later did Razor Beak calmed down. He washed his face and the feather on his neck in the stream. When he re-sharp his Talons on a pit near the water on a stone, did he decide he was ready to report yesterdays findings.

Once the raiding party was done with the pony migration, would it end in a few words or them as future meat supplies, could he ask for a search team to be send out to find Razor Claws. He was his fathers son after all.

Probably become the next Clan alpha if mother training really went as good as he always boasted. Since he never wanted the responsibility for himself, did it suit him perfectly.

He wasn't enjoying the Talon to Talon fights. Hunts, while very entertaining and rewarding wasn't that fullfilling as well...
Perhaps he should travel one day. Mother and Clan Leader always talked about the wonders and dangers outside there territory.

For a few examples:

Deer - Pony like prey with huge spider trap like horns that get sheed every ten years.

Dragons - Fellow predators, that could use magic like ponys, had wings to fly like a Griffon and were as sturdy as a Yak if not more so.

Yak - thick, meaty and easy to outspeed prey. They we're always hard to bring down and even harder to transport. They have a lot of meat on them and thick as stones bones, but that made it almost impossible to get them to a nest. Often a Yak needed to be skinned and ripped to meat strips on the mountens paws start.

Yaks made for great bone knifes. Be it to cut body apart to there ingridiants or as throwing knifes.
Mother loves and hates them. They can't be used to often and they chip or outright break after one or three uses, but the ability of killing outside ones own Talon range is worth the time to make them as well the effort to learn how to use them.
Apparently only Yak bones are good for them.

Heavy and sturdy, even when made relative thin.
He himself used them a lot, when given permission. He often kills Blood Bunnys out of save distance with them. His mother is quite proud of him. One of five things he is better than his big best brother forever.

Making knifes of any kind is a lot of work. Using them good enough for them to hold really longer than a year is quite the archivment.

Razor Claw has also left Talons for Alchemy. Anything beyond collecting herbs and other stuff is to mutch for his brother, but not him. He in the mean time has learned many potions and other things one needs to know about.

Mixing the right amount of ingridiants together as well how they are stored or when its used makes the difference between medical use and poisen.
Ones medical supplies is another Griffon's hunting poisen. It's rather a common thing now this days to have ones Talons tips dipped in Deathflowers to paralyse a prey.

It's way easyer to hit a target ones and let the poisen work than risking a ponys magic blast to the Beak.

A pony in Talon/hooves reach can split ones head open. Cousin 'Pridefull Wing' was killed that way. Earthponys are redicules strong and sturdy.
There bones are the best right after Yak bones for weapons and tools. Less sturdy but a lot lighter despite how sturdy they are.

Author's Note

Edits: 29.01.2024
Grammar and typos fixed, i hope so because i keep hearing contradictions and have to double check via google more often than i like.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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