'Gray the Necromancer - The beginning'

Written by: Black--Soul

Chapter 8 - Welcome to the herd, resistance is futile

Gabriel was lead by his Cuddlebuddy slash new ~~girl~~ marefriend to a tent. All ponys parted before them as if he was moses parting the ocean. It was kinda cool, while at the same time he dreaded what his just a minute ago pissed of mate plan to happen.

Head mare Faithful Wings was about to go to sleep and cuddle the living nightlights out of her stallion. Tomorrow morning she repay him for the fun he give her tonight.

Gabriel was confused, very confused. He was laying with his cyan pony cuddlebuddy on the ground. It was rather nice actually, but he feel like something was wrong... Kinda anticlimactic end to a totaly chaotic day. He also was still soure about being blueballed from before.

The Author scratched the back of his head. Than he sigh, looking on a picture of his room like it was a window, and as to answer his fictional character: "I dont know what went wrong..."

Pinkie Pie sneezed.

When the first daylight lighten up the tent, did Gabriel prepared to stand up. He did his best not to wake his cyan cuddlebuddy. Said cyan cuddlebuddy was glued to him like a magnet to a refrigerator. That was actually a pretty fitting describtion of his tired mind. When he tried to pull her off, did she simply cling to him like... Yeah...

After five attempted and failed removals did he give up. He had to pee and his patients had run out. By the time he exit the tent his cyan friend made a great backpack impression.

Faithful Wings was messing with her new lover. He woke her up by accident, so he had to life with the consequences. When ever his gray lover tried to pull her off, did she focused her internal magic to stick to his fur free skin, as when one hold supplies to oneself.

By the time he lost his patients she was snuggeling his back. He exit the tent with her.

'YAY FIELDTRIP!' She internaly cheered.

Gabriel was looking around, when he zero in on yesterdays bush he dumped his waste, did he walked back to it, done his bussness and walked back.

The Thestrals guard patrols were looking forward to the shift change. Getting a good days sleep after a eventful twilight begin and a peaceful night and now twilight end sounded great.

They salvaged what remained of the newest herd foodpile and added some newly collected fruits, berrys and even Griffon Nip they actually planned to use for themself. But Faithful Wings stallion was worth the traid off. Especially after some young mares messed up right before the herd formation.

The inpatient filly that thought it smart to ignore tradition and snag the predator stallion for herself still nursed her head on the riverbeds cold water. She would probably be the last to get some from the gray predator if head mare Faithful Wings had any say in the matter. Since she was the head mare, she most certainly had all the say in the matter...

When the Thestrals streched one last time to get ready to get relief from the next shift did the new herd left there tent. Apparently the newly united herd was inseperable, since Faithful Wings was clinging to her stallions back like a tick to a Yak.
It was rather cute. Faithful was known to mess around with others. It was cute to see her unchanged in that regard.

After apparently having a little walk outside the defensive parameter did they return after a short time. Probably taking a dump outside. The Thestral guards take a last time a visual scan of the area, than glided silently towards the gray stallion and his head mare.

They announced themself with chittering clicks. Loud enough to announce themself, but silent enough as to not disturbing anypony still sleeping.

Gabriel was surprised to see the batwinged mares come out of the sky. He wasn't sure what to make out of the sounds they made coming toward them. They better don't think him a threat.

Head mare Faithful Wings had a relaxed smile on her face. The Thestral guards glided down to herself and her gray lover to pay their respect to the newest herd. Time to reward tradition following community members.

Gabriel was clueless what was going on. The batponys with glowing slitted eyes landed before him and knell down. With streched out wings.

There leather wings looked pretty badass, so he didn't notice his head mare giving him dissaproval stares, when he was blatantly looking at other mares wings. She was going to get her stallion punished and get some herd mares along the way.

Pinkie Pie and Starlight not to Glimmer returned from the Campsites limit, after emptying there bladders. After sharing some still fresh supplies out of her pinkie zone, did the pair returned to the tents.

They spotted the gray biped and on Pinkie Pie insisting walked toward them.
They didn't make it in time to talk to the group they had apparently formed before reaching there tent.

Starlight approached alongside her pink impossible versatile companion the gray predator on her insistance. For some reason he was surrounded by Thestral mares and had a Pegasus leading him with a dubios grin on her face into a tent. This might actually be fun.

The Thestral mares followed the new herd into there temporary tent. They might get in seriouse trouble for abandoned there post. But what could possibly go wrong few minutes before there shift was over and the day guards would take over.

It was waaay to fucking early for Murphy to get out. Especially since he had a few drinks to many with Fate and Destiny. The siblings sure know how to party...

Someone was tempting Fate, but he was sure Destiny would see them punished soon enough. He himself might help. Just not now.
Waaay to early in the morning to get up. Especially with a hangover...

The Author really was confused about how everyone seem to derail his story development. It was his bloody story, but noone seem to give a damn about that...

Gabriel was about to get snuggeld to death or was about to get his rocks of after getting blueballed yesterday. Hard to tell, since everypony was giving him really mixed signals.

His cyan cuddlebuddy was on the back of the tent and watched him, while the Thestrals currently circeld him with hungry eyes. Occational licking there absolutly adorable fangs. He really was tempted to grab one and give them belly rubs until...

Faithful Wings give her approval. Time for her stallion to teach who was his head mare. The Thestrals that would help teaching him his place. After all she was the equivalent of a Stallion of his herd or pack females.

The Thestrals looked forward to assist head mare Faithful Wings to relief her stallion on his backed up load from yesterday. Also he was all to delices smelling from the juices of the smashed trough food pile and his kinda salty body odor. If he taste as good as he would smell, than they were in for a treat most exquisit ~♡

They would take there time with this hunk of a stallion.
Now they were thirsty for action.

Team Pink was peeking trough a mirror connected to a wire lead trough a gap in the tents entry. Starlight Glimmer surrender any attempt to understand Pinkie and her bullshit powers.

If she had been a unicorn it might make a sence she be pulling things out of nothing but her mane with chaos magic. Even if everypony she ever talked about this topic was the oppinion it was impossible. The only known user of chaos was Discord lord of chaos and god of pranks. How would a pink earth pony possibly be able to use it.

The Author of the story refused to answer this question. Fictional character or not. Pinkie Pie was something that wasn't explained. Just... Accepted...

Gabriel was apparently getting a tongue bath. The five batponys just started to lick him. One enjoyed his shoulder with love nibbles in between licks, while another was running her tonge trough the gaps of his fingers in a alternating pattern.

Perhaps foreplay and the gentlemen lovers way was already existing here after all. He was very impressed and jelous about there dextress and bloody long tongue. Seriously, why would anyone evolve that? Are they evolved from antbears with batpony ancestors or something?! Or did it go like:

Pony mare get humped by a male bat and the batpony got frisky with a Antbear?
Than again... Multicolor unicorns... Somewhere they probably would dance on rainbows...

He wondered if there was a fluffy version in iced over regions... Dear fucking... Pink fluffy unicorn dancing on rainbows...

Yep, that was his life now...

Faithful Wings was enjoying the show. She never see Thestrals make love mare to mare. She hear storys, but never actually see or participate before. Thanks to her herd slash pack stallion that would change now.

She wondered what was more fun right now. Tasting the predator or being tasted ~♡

Gabriel enjoyed a third batpony run her tongue all over his face and the top if his head. This was actually extreamly relaxing and instead of getting himself worked up, had to fight not to fall asleep again.

Best snuggel... Errrm... Cleaning buddys ever he guessed.
The fourth Thestral might actually try to tease his manhood into saluting them, by licking his inner thighs and his abs. He noticed that his body was way less muscled than on earth but somehow firmer. He wondered how his feet survive all the rocks and uneven ground until now without a singel bleeding cut or blisters building up.

What ever changed his body traded his pure muscle strength against endurance and durability he guessed.

Starlight was sooo worked up right now. She watched alongside Pinkie Pie how the gray currently sitting bipedal stallion got a tongue bath like a Sattle Arabic or Abesinian dignitary out of a trash novel. She really would love to join the mares if there moans indication of him tasting delices was correct.

What was strange that noone seem to give any dirty talk like in her romance novels. Perhaps this Thestrals were like professionals or something? Than again, having there tongues occupied might have to do with there wordless enjoyment of this stud.

Pinkie Pie enjoyed the show, but unlike Starlight was rather occupied in planning what to do, when they all had their fun. She had no idea how to start the bonding with the main character. Especially when she noticed how low she was on supplys in her pinkie zone.

She was extreamly concerned what she would do once she run out.
Truth be told, she was terrified about how uncertain there future was. She messed up the initial event that was suppose to get the human to rescue them from the lone Blood Bunny after initialy abandoned them. Guy has a good heart despite the storys Titel.

Pinkie would fend of the fluffy deathball, while Starlight was taking her unexpected visit in lala land after getting a magical feedback do to Pinkie blinking the mad Griffon to there resting camp on the first night. He was suppose to be blinked inside, instead he smacked talons first into the wards of Starlight and when overloading the capacity of it do to over fifthy already trapped Blood Bunnys...

Dear Faust... She never wanted to hurt anyone. She only wanted the Griffon not to hurt her only remaining friend in the world...
Perhaps she could get her PFFF to give her a hug. She really needed a hug...

Razor Beak was concerned about his brother Razor Claw not returning until now. He really hoped he was alright. His mother was not to concerned, since her older brother was also one day gone after a failed pony hunt, only to turn up days later with a Griffon hen. Apparently mother was hoping he got lucky.

He himself had a bad feeling about it.
No matter what, he would fly tomorrow to the clan leading Alpha and give his report about the Pony migration he discovered with his big brother. Since their camp was blocking a fishing place and they probably didn't pay any Griffon patrol for access of there territory, since no Griffon mercenary squad was escorting them.

Unless they happen to be in the tents for rest at the moment of observation. One way or another would the clan leader organise a raiding party. If they payed tribute than everything would be basicly fine and everygriff would ignore them for the time being. Otherwise...

Author's Note

Edit last time:
29.01.2024

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