A Canterlot pony-wolf in Ponyville

by sykko

Rating: teen
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Main 6, Spike, Science Fiction, Comedy, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Horror, Twilight Sparkle, Profanity
Length: 4797

Twilight Sparkle has a secret she's been hiding from her friends

Lycanthropy...it is viewed by some as a curse, by others as a deal done with dark powers. Many view pony-wolves as mindless, marauding, murderous beasts. This is not the case. Lycanthropy is a magical genetic mutation passed down from parent to foal.

Throughout Equestria there are pony-wolves who guard their secret, and hide when the moon shines full and bright out of fear of superstitious mobs seeking to slay them. However that was centuries ago, and ponies of today are much understanding and accepting...right?

Twilight Sparkle has lycanthropy. Her brother has lycanthropy. Her parents have lycanthropy. She has kept it a secret not only from her friends, but all of Ponyville out of fear of persecution.

Every month, for three days she locks herself in the Golden Oaks basement. For years she has always been cautious. She fears what would happen if her friends or anypony else in Ponyville finds out.

One fateful full moon her secret gets out. What will happen when everypony in Ponyville finds out?

This is a T-rated story. The gore tag involves what happens when a pony transforms into a wolf. The profanity tag shouldn't have to be explained.

The horror and science fiction tags are because werewolf.

Now with a Russian translation

Published 2024-10-23 14:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-10-23 14:30:00 UTC

A Canterlot pony-wolf in Ponyville

Author's Note

Just to get this joke out of the way:

A Canterlot pony-wolf in Ponyville

The sun slowly sets over Ponyville and the full moon slowly starts to peek over the horizon.

Twilight Sparkle frantically rushes down into the basement of Golden Oaks library, carrying a duffel bag filled with several cans of wet dog food(she found that she liked the wet over the dry), several rawhide chew bones, squeaky toys and some absorbent pads...for when nature comes a-calling.

She paused momentarily at the open basement door, the fur on her back is already starting to raise at the pull of the full moon.

Spike is twirling the key to the basement door on a claw. "I don't know why you don't just tell your friends about your condition. I'm sure they'd understand. Well...at least Fluttershy and Pinkie. 'Shy deals with much worse than a pony with lycanthropy that comes out of the Everfree, and Pinkie would throw a 'Twilight is a pony-wolf party' party to help everypony understand that you're not a threat."

"I won't work like that! You've read the history books on what ponies did when they found out that a pony-wolf was living among them! I don't want to be tied to a stake and be burned alive! Or have stones chained to my body and drowned in a river or lake! Just close up the library and if any pony comes asking for me--"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll tell them you went to visit your brother or your parents, or that Princess Celestia called you away on important business. I still think you should tell your friends."

"This way is better. Nopony gets hurt." Lighting her horn, Twilight quickly shuts the basement door behind her and scrambles the stairs into the basement. She hears the key click in the lock behind her. Reaching the bottom, she quickly empties the contents of her duffel bag and neatly arranges them. She places the rawhide chew bones and the squeaky toys in an arc, equally spaced, on the floor. On a low shelf next to an electro-magical can opener, she places the cans of wet dog food. Just below the low shelf is a doggy food bowl and a water dispenser. She quickly checks the water level in the water dispenser and makes sure the doggy food bowl is clean.

Twilight lays out in the far corner a few doggy absorbent pads...just because she's a pony-wolf doesn't mean she's a mindless beast who lets their waste just drop anywhere. Against the wall, below a small rectangular window is a doggy bed meant for a large breed dog. She takes a quick moment to make sure it's clean.

As the sun sets, causing the shadows to deepen and darken, and the silvery light of the full moon stretches across the land, Twilight stands in the middle of the basement, all four legs spread wide, braced with dreadful anticipation of what's about to happen.

It starts out slow, a few creaks and pops as her skeleton starts to morph and rearrange. After several dreadful minutes, the worst part starts to happen.

Twilight moans and cries out in pain as her snout reshapes from the slightly rounded form of a mare to the long, pointy one of a wolf. The blunt equine teeth in her mouth retract as the sharp teeth of a predator grow in their place. Ponies normally only have one pair of short canine teeth in their upper jaw, they're used for gripping objects on their mouths and occasionally for fighting, in their place is a pair of long, sharp canines, one pair on the upper jaw and one pair on the lower.

Twilight writhes on the floor in immense, near-maddening pain as her body morphs from the rounded, bulky shape of an herbivore into the sleek form of a predator. Her horn retracts until it's a short, stumpy version of itself. Her hooves curl in as they retract, toes, pads and claws of a wolf grow in their place. Her tail, normally a short, stumpy dock with along, sleek hair growing from it, grows into a long wolf's tail. The long, sleek hairs of her mane and tail fall out or evaporate away as her coat goes from sleek and smooth to thick and shaggy.

Once the transformation is finished, Twilight stands up and looks herself over. "Fuck! I always hate that part!" Her voice is not the slightly musical one of a pony, but the gravelly one of a wolf. Silvery moonlight streams in through the small, rectangular basement window. Ancient instinct rushes forth in her mind and she raises her head. "Awooo!"

Across Ponyville, any ponies that are still out and about, shudder as ancient prey instincts bubble up in their minds.

In a cottage built inside an ancient oak tree, just outside on Ponyville, on the edge of the Everfree Forest, a butter yellow pegasus mare sits in front of an open window facing Golden Oaks Library. She hears the howling lets out a sigh. "I know your secret. I wish you would come out to everypony. If any of them tried to be mean to you, I'd speak up for you." She lets out another sigh. "Oh well, when you're ready, I guess." She closes the window and canters off to bed.

In a house whose facade is decorated to look like a gingerbread house, a pink earth pony mare sits on her bed She quirks an ear when she hears the howling and picks up a thick notebook with streamers sticking out of it. She flips to a page with plans for a party. "I hope you come out soon so I can throw you a 'Hooray! Twilight's a pony-wolf! Everypony loves and accepts you party!' party!" She closes the notebook, places it in her nightstand, flops down on the pillow and starts snoring almost immediately.

As the days on the calendar tick by, Twilight nervously eyes the calendar as the full moon grows nearer. Next week is the first full moon of autumn, which means it will be out a few hours before the sun sets. She always dreads this time of year.

As usual, on the day before the full moon, Twilight closes up the library to make preparations.

As Twilight sits in her basement transforming, three fillies, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, collectively known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders, are sneaking around Golden Oaks Library, wearing stereotypical burglar's masks. Scootaloo is carrying on her back a set of lock picking tools in a roll.

As the CMC sneak around to the library's back door, Sweetie Belle whispers, "What exactly are we doing?"

Scootaloo rolls her eyes. "Trying to get our cutie mark in lock picking, duh!"

Apple Bloom adjusts the burglar mask on her face. "So why are we wearin' these masks?"

Scootaloo pulls the lock picking tools off her back and unrolls them. "That's what everypony in the movies wear when they pick the lock to a place."

Sweetie pulls the burglar mask off her face. "Well that's dumb. Everypony knows the movies are fake."

Bloom pulls the mask off her face too. "I agree. It's dumb."

Scootaloo huffs. "But then everypony will see your face and know who we are."

Bloom snorts. "But everypony already knows who we are. Ponyville ain't Manehattan or Whinnyapolis. So wearin' a mask is stupid."

Scootaloo snort-huffs. "You're stupid."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Not!"

"Too!"

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo get face-to-face.

"Not!" "Too!" "Not!" "Too!" "Not!" "Too!" "Not!" "Too times infinity!" "Not times infinity plus one!" "T--"

Sweetie Belle pushes herself between her arguing friends. "Girls! We're not going to get anywhere arguing with one another, unless you want a cutie mark in arguing."

"What would a cutie mark in arguing even look like? A buncha mouths shouting at one another?", Applebloom asks.

The three fillies press their rumps together, finding them still blank.

Scootaloo quickly plucks a pair of lock picking tools from the bundle and starts fiddling with the lock. "Come onf! This alwaysh worship ins fee moviesh!" After several minutes of trying and failing, she spits the two lock picking tools out in frustration. "How do they do it so easily in the movies?"

"That's because movies are fake.", Sweetie Belle says. "They make it look super easy so that when idiots try it, the fail and the constables catch them."

Scootaloo flops down on her haunches and crosses her forelegs across her chest. "I'm not an idiot!"

Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes and chose not to acknowledge her friend's statement. She looked over the lock picking kit and pulled out an small L-shaped tool. She inserted it into the lock and looked through the kit until she found a tool she needed. Using her hoof to keep on the L-shaped tool, she held the tool in her mouth and began to fiddle with the tumblers.

*click* *click* *click* *click* *click* *click* *click*

Once the last of the tumblers clicker into place, Sweetie pushed down on the L-shaped bar and turned the lock. Pressing down on the handle, she opened the door and withdrew the tools from the lock, putting them back in the bundle.

Apple Bloom raised an eyebrow. "How'd ya pick that there lock so fast?"

"I own my own lock picking set. I've broken into Rarity's diary a whole bunch and she doesn't know about it." Sweetie huffed on her hoof and buffed it against her chest fluff.

As the three crept through the library, Apple Bloom whispered, "So what do we do now?"

Scootaloo whispered back, "Why don't we search the magic section and see if we can learn spells. I bet a cutie mark in spell casting would be cool."

Sweetie Belle whispered, "Why are we whispering?" She spoke a little louder, "Twilight always leaves town this time of month and Spike's at Rarity's making goo-goo eyes as she has him doing menial tasks."

As the CMC moved about the library, they heard coming from the basement growling and shuffling.

Apple Bloom apprehensively looked at the basement door. "What do y'all think Twi has locked in her basement?"

Scootaloo's wings buzzed in excitement. "I bet she's caught a zompony! I bet its all guts and puss and eyeballs!"

Apple Bloom side-eyed her friend. "Nah! I smelt dead thing 'fore. It don't smell like there's anythin' dead and rotting in here."

Scootaloo hopped up and down excitedly as her wings buzzed. "Ooh! Ooh! Maybe she caught a Frankenpone! Or maybe she made a Frankenpone! And now she's got it locked up in her basement!"

Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes. "Frankenpone is the name of the mad scientist, not the monster. It doesn't sound like a monster, it sounds like a dog. I didn't know Twilight had any pets. Well other than Owlowiscious." She pranced in place. "Oh! I wanna pet and huggle and snuggle the dog! I wanna squish its face between my hooves and say, 'Who's a good puppy? Is it you? Yes, you're a good puppy! Aren't you? Uh-bwa-bwa-bwa-bwa!"

Scootaloo and Apple Bloom each gave a weird look at Sweetie Belle pantomiming playing with and petting a dog.

Apple Bloom pointed at a key hanging by a large ring on a peg by the basement door. "Well there's the key, so we ain't gotta pick the lock."

Scootaloo jumped up and down, trying to get the key. "Nope! Almost! Aw shi--crap! Maybe if I get a running start." She backed up a few places, made a running jump and then--

*crash*

Scootaloo landed on the floor in a heap. She sat up, wabbling back and forth as her eyes spun in her sockets.

Growling came from the basement.

Sweetie Belle's teeth chatter as she trembled in fear. "M-m-maybe we should leave and come back when Twilight gets back."

Apple Bloom huffed. "It's probably a dog, just like ya said. Winona growls when I'm makin' too much noise in my room." She stood under the key and squatted down. "Climb on. We'll get the key down."

Sweetie Belle shook her head vigorously. "Uh-uh! That don't sound like a dog. It sounds bigger."

Apple Bloom huffed. "Do ya wanna pet the dog or not?"

Sweetie Belle shook her head again. "I d-d-don't think it's a dog."

Scootaloo walked past Sweetie, intentionally checking her hip into the unicorn filly. "Step aside, Sissy Belle!" She climbed onto Bloom's back. "Alright...And a-one! And a-two! And a-THREEEEEE!"

As the earth pony filly lurched herself upwards, the pegasus filly launched into the air.

*chomp*

With the key ring in her mouth, Scootaloo plummeted back down. With wings buzzing vigorously, she hovered in the air for the briefest second before gravity overpowered her stunted wings. She bounced off of Apple Bloom's back, then landed on the floor on her haunches, where she bounced a couple more times. Standing up, she spat the key ring onto the floor and rubbed her backside, then blew a raspberry at Sweetie. "See, got the key Sissy Bel--OW!" She rubbed the back of her head where Apple Bloom had smacked her and turned her attention to the earth pony filly. "Why'd you hit me?"

Apple Bloom gave Scootaloo a sharp stare. "A'cause you were callin' Sweetie names. It's bad enough that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon call us names. Now apologize to Sweetie."

Scootaloo plopped down on her haunches and crosses her forelegs.

Apple Bloom snorted. "You either apologize to Sweetie or I'll go tell Rainbow dash, Rarity and my sister what you were callin' Sweetie.'

"Hrmm!" Scootaloo reluctantly looked at Sweetie Belle. "Sorry for calling you Sissy Belle, Sweetie."

Sweetie Belle hugged Scootaloo. "It's okay. I was scared and I know you were scared too."

Scootaloo wriggled out of the hug. "Blech! Enough with this sissy-wissy mushy stuff! Let's go see this dog." Picking up the key from the door, she walked over to the basement door and slipped the key into the keyhole. With a quick turn, the lock clicked. The door creaked on its hinges.

The CMC descended the stairs. Scootaloo and Apple Bloom taking the lead, Sweetie Belle taking up the rear. As they neared the bottom of the stairs, there was shuffling and snuffling, and soft growling that almost sounded like talking. A shaggy shape loomed in the shadowy corner.

Apple Bloom extended a hoof as she whistled and clicked her tongue several times. "Here pup-pup-pup-pup-pup!"

A gravelly voice spoke from the shadowy corner, "You need to leave and lock the door behind you. It's not safe here."

The voice made the Cutie Mark Crusaders tremble slightly.

Scootaloo, putting on a brave face, decided it was time to show that old pegasus courage(in reality she wasn't feeling very courageous, but she wouldn't let her friends see her being a sissy). She stepped forward and stamped a hoof as she snorted. "Monster, you don't scare us! Step forward where we can see you and tell us why Twilight has you locked up in her basement." She immediately regretted it.

"I locked myself down here for everypony's protection." Twilight stepped into the light. She froze in her tracks as she saw fear come into full bloom on the three fillies' faces.

"W-w-w-w-w-w--", the CMC stuttered.

"Girls, please calm--"

Sweetie Belle leapt straight up into the air and shouted, "WWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLFFFFFFF!" The very second her hooves hit the floor, she galloped away.

This triggered a Cutie Mark Crusader stampede.

Twilight face pawed. "Fuck me running."

Ponies turned their head as the CMC were galloping as fast as their legs could carry them while shouting, "Wolf!", over and over.

Applejack, Big Mac and Rainbow Dash quickly moved in the path of the stampeding fillies to stop them.

"Now what in the name of Celestia's beard and Luna's chest fluff is going on here!?", Applejack said in a raised voice. "Why are you three a-gallopin' and a-hollerin' and a makin' a general ruckus?"

Big Mac replied with his usual, "Eeyup!"

Apple Bloom pointed back at Golden Oaks Library. "Th-th-there's a wolf locked up in Twilight's basement! A talkin' wolf!"

Applejack raised an eyebrow, "Beg pardon?"

Sweetie Belle spoke up as she excitedly waved a hoof back the way they had run. "She's telling the truth. Twilight has a talking wolf locked up in her basement. It was big and shaggy and a mouth full of harp teeth and talking and scary!"

"Y'all ain't makin' up no tall tale now, are ya?"

Scootaloo stepped forward. "We aren't lying. Twilight has a big talking wolf locked up in her basement!"

Rainbow gave a quizzical look. "So why were you three in the library? You Twilight closes it down this time of month when she goes on a trip. She probably uses it as an excuse to read the newest Daring Do books before me. So unfair!"

The commotion had attracted Rarity, with Spike in tow. "My word, darlings. What is with all the commotion."

Rainbow waved a hoof at the three fillies."The Crusader here said that they broke into the library and found a talking wolf locked up in the basement."

That immediately caused Spike to slap a hand across his face. "Fuck me running backwards through a cornfield at harvest!"

This immediately quirked Rarity's interest. "Spike! It's not like you to casually bandy vulgarities. Is there something going on at the library we should know about?"

Spike dug a toe claw in the dirt. "Wwwweeeeeeeelllll...it's not something I should say in public."

Rarity bent down and fluttered her eyelashes. "You can tell little old me, Spikey-wikey!"

Spike puffed out his cheeks and blew out a breath. "Wwwwweeeeeellllll....I don't think I should say."

with her eyelashes fluttering even harder, Rarity moved her head until the side of her face was near Spike's. "Ooh! It's a secret! You must dish, darling."

"I...uh, I don't know if I should tell."

Rainbow loomed over Spike. "Secrets don't make friends. Why would a wolf be talking? Did Twilight have an experiment go wrong?"

Applejack pressed in. "Was this something Twi captured in the Everfree and now she's studying it?"

This emboldened the CMC, who were hopping in place.

"Yeah, yeah! Maybe it's a pony under a curse!", Scootaloo pipped up.

Apple Bloom interjected, "No, dummy! You heard Twilight say many times before, 'Curses don't exist and there's a logical explanation for everything.'" She did her best Twilight Sparkle impersonation.

Sweetie Belle did her best rarity-like swoon. "Maybe it's a handsome prince who was turned into a wolf by a magical spell and she's helping him to turn back into a pony!"

If Spike had sweat glands, he'd be absolutely soaked. Being pressed in on all sides, he felt himself begin to buckle.

"Ahem-hem-hem-hem!"

All gathered looked over to see Fluttershy with a stern expression on her face. "I know what's going on, but it's not my place to say."

Now all the ponies started to gather around the yellow pegasus, demanding to know what was going on. The found themselves frozen in place from a patented Fluttershy stare. She stamped a hoof in aggravation and ground it in place. "I said it is not my place to say. Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, meet me at the library in an hour." She gestured at Spike and flew off to the library.

Twilight was sitting in the basement crying. "What am I going to do now? The secret's out! I don't want to lose my friends!" She began hyperventilating as images from the history books of what ponies did to pony-wolves ran through her head. Soon new images of the citizens of Ponyville storming into the library and dragging her off to tie her to a post and burning her alive, or weighing her down with rocks and drowning her in a pond, or chopping her up into tiny bits, or hanging her by the neck and watching as she kicked and gasped and wheezed as the life was strangled out of her, or selling her off to a side show as an attraction for ponies to gawk at as they threw peanuts at her.

The sound of hooves descending the basement broke her out of her panic-induced images and she retreated into the shadows on the far side of the room. "Please don't hurt me! I haven't hurt anypony! I wasn't trying to hurt or scare Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle or Scootaloo! I was just warning them it was dangerous so they didn't get hurt! Please don't hurt me! I promise I'll leave with no problem and nopony will ever see me again!"

Fluttershy stopped at the bottom step and held a wingtip to her lips. "Shh! Shh! It's okay, Twilight."

Twilight goggled from the shadows. "H-how long have you known?"

"Since the first full moon after defeating Nightmare Moon."

"You haven't told anypony, have you?"

"It wasn't my place to."

"Are the Cutie Mark Crusaders okay? I wasn't going to hurt them and I wasn't trying to scare them. I was trying to tell them it wasn't--mmphf!"

Fluttershy fluttered over and placed a hoof on Twilight's mouth, stopping her mid-sentence. "I know you weren't trying to hurt or scare them. Most ponies have never encountered wolves before, so they do realize how big and scary they can be. And when they saw one that can talk, well...hee-hee-hee, it was simply a shock to their system. I know when somepony first encounters a lycanthrope, it can be quite scary. I also know that they don't want to hurt anypony. I also know that locking yourself down here isn't good for your health, physical and mental. You need to be out there where you can run around, roll in the grass, sniff interesting things, chase bunnies and squirrels..." She looked over at the cans of wet dog food on the shelf. "Eat things more nutritious than canned dog food."

"How do you know so much about lycanthropy and lycanthropes?"

"I attended Trottylvania University where I minored in lycanthropy. I even wrote my master's thesis on pony-wolves. Though when they published it, the printer accidentally swapped some letters of my name around."

"Wait...you're that Shutterfly?"

"Mm-hmm. But enough of me for now. Our friends are coming over in an hour. Let's get you cleaned up and presentable. I think it's time you come out about who and what you are."

"But what if they don't accept me and run me out of town?"

"They will accept you if you're honest about who you really are. If they reject you, then they were never really your friends."

***ONE HOUR LATER***

Applejack, Rarity and Rainbow Dash stood outside Golden Oaks Library.

Applejack glanced over at Rainbow. "Didja talk ta Pinkie?"

"Yeah. She said she'd be here when the time is right. I have no idea what she meant by that,"

"Sugar cube, Ah've known that filly goin' on fifteen years and Ah still ain't figured out."

"The answer is simple, darlings. It's Pinkie being Pinkie. If she said she'll be here, then know that she'll be here."

The three nodded their heads in agreement.

The door swung open, revealing Spike. "Applejack, Rainbow Dash, :heart:Rarity:heart:."

AJ and Rainbow rolled their eyes as the dragon so obviously swooning over the alabaster unicorn. Rarity simply put on a brilliant smile and fluttered her eyelids.

Fluttershy, standing in front of the basement door, greeted her friends. Spike pulled up a pair of wooden chairs for Applejack and Rainbow Dash, and a high-backed padded chair for Rarity.

He clapped his hands together. "Okay, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, :heart:Rarity:heart:. You three might want to be sitting down for this."

Applejack and Rarity chose to sit down. Rainbow Dash opted to hover in the air.

Spike gestured at the yellow pegasus. "Fluttershy?"

Fluttershy took in a deep breath. "Alright, brace yourselves. This might come as a shock, so brace yourselves." She opened the door. "It's okay. Come on out.

Applejack, Rarity and Rainbow Dash gasped slightly as a lavender wolf padded out.

Twilight waved a paw. "Uh...heh. Hi girls. So I haven't been taking a trip once a month to see my parents or my brother or because Princess Celestia called me away on business."

An awkward silence hung in the air for several long minutes.

Twilight's ears droop as she dipped her head and tucked her tail between her hind legs. "I think this was a--"

"Holy shit! Twilight's a pony-wolf!", Rainbow blurted. "That. Is. AWESOME!" She was practically vibrating as she flew and swooped around Twilight. "Omigosh! Omigosh! Omigosh! When you transform, is it all guts and blood and pleh, like in the movie The Growling!? Or is it a flash of light and a puff of smoke, like in the old Saturday morning cartoon, Wulfforce!"

Applejack pulled Rainbow down to the ground by her tail. "Whoa there, filly! Give Twi some space to breathe."

"Now, Rainbow. It's not like in The Growling or Wulfforce. My skeleton and muscles realign. It's not pleasant. It hurts a lot...to the point where it feels like I'm losing my mind every time it happens."

Rarity sat in her chair saying nothing as she held a hoof to her chin and narrowed her eyes. She finally spoke up. "No. No. This won't do!"

Twilight's ears dropped as she tucked her tail.

Rarity stood up and walked around Twilight. "This won't do at all! You coat! It's a travesty! You must allow me to style it into something that says wild! Fierce! But also beautiful! Then there's the accessories. Of course you're going to need a collar...and some bracelets for your paws. Something that scream', 'I am Twilight! Hear me howl!'"

Twilight perked up and couldn't help but wag her tail. "So you all aren't mad at me or want to run me out of town?"

"The only thing I the littlest mad about, sugar cube, is that ya didn't trust me enough to say you're a pony-wolf. If'n anypony were to try ta run ya out outta town, they'd have to deal with the entire Apple clan, and we're a very big clan."

Rainbow fluttered over and landed next to Twilight. "I wouldn't care if you transformed into a blob covered in hundreds of tentacles and eyes. You're my friend and anypony that'd try to run you outta town, I'd buck their flank so hard it'd enter orbit."

"Darling, Mayor Mare is a pony-crab. Every time she goes to the beach, she scuttles into the water and pinches anypony who tries to take her out before she's ready to leave."

Suddenly there is an explosion of confetti and smoke. Pinkie is standing with all the ponies of Ponyville accompanying her. There are banners strung about that read, "Hooray for Twilight coming out as a pony-wolf! We all love and accept you!" The usual party treats of cakes, cookies, pies and brownies. There is also platters of different types of meats with tags that read, "for Twilight".

Twilight yelps as dozens of hooves grab and hoist her into the air. The gathered ponies all sing as the hoist Twilight above their heads, "For she's a jolly good pony-wolf! For she's a jolly good pony-wolf! For she's a jolly good pony-wwwwwwwwwooooooooooolllllllllllfffffff! Which nopony can deny! Which nopony can deny! Which nopony can deny! For she's a jolly good pony-WWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLFFFFFFFFFFFFF! WHICH NOPONY CAN DENYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

Twilight is plopped down at a table, where plates of meat and party treats are shoved in front of her.

***Next Full Moon***

Twilight lays on a bed of grass and flowers her friends gathered. They all stand guard around her as she changed, except for Fluttershy, who is slowly feeding her a pain killing potion that Zecora had brewed up to make her transformation less painful.

Once her transformation is complete, she hops up to her paws, bounds to a nearby hill, lifts her head to the sky. "Awooo!"

All the ponies in Ponyville look to the hill and stomp their hooves in applause.

"Awooo!"

Everypony suddenly turns in surprise at another pony-wolf howling. A pegasus-drawn chariot carrying a dark blue dire wolf flies over and alights onto the hill.

The dark blue dire wolf steps off of the chariot and approaches Twilight. "Twilight Sparkle. Though should hast told We that thou art also a pony-wolf. We can teach thou how to better control thine transformations so they won't be as painful and how to transform at any time." She nudges Twilight with a paw, dips her head down and whispers. "Plus running with a pack makes it so much easier to find interesting things to sniffle and snuffle."

She gestures to the chariot. "Come, Twilight Sparkle! Join We with Our pack! There art many interesting things to sniffle and snuffle, and so little time!"