A Tail of Two Lovers

"'Cause I know everypony, and I mean everpony in Ponyville!"

Pinkie Pie, "The Mare in the Moon/ Friendship is Magic Part 1"

Two and a half years later...

"Bye, Twi! Hey, that rhymed!" The pink mare said to her purple friend.

Pinkie started heading home, to Sugar Cube Corner, when Zecora approached her.

"Hello, Pinkie, glad I came your way,

were you planning on going to Everfree today?"

"Everfree?" Pinkie repeated. "Why would I go to the Everfree?"

"Just a feeling in my bones," Zecora said, "Not true, as you have shown."

"Yeah..." Pinkie said, the thought still clinging on to her.

"Well, beware if you do go, for another creature you shall meet, that is surely so."

Zecora walked away. Unfortunately, That thought was going to cling to Pinkie's mind all day. Ater her shift at Sugar Cube Corner was over, She went to her room to talk to her pet alligator, Gummy.

"Do you think I should go to the Everfree today?" She asked the toothless reptile.

The alligator simply blinked in response, not being able to speak.

"Well, that is a good point but-" Pinkie was cut off by her own body shuddering. It was a rather big shudder, and it moved all of the room.

Pinkie was surprised she had gotten that shudder. It was a part of her 'Pinkie Sense', a weird quality nopony could explain that allowed her to predict the future based on random parts of her body moving or feeling weird.

This shudder, however, meant something was going to happen, something she would never expect.

And whatever it was was happening in the Everfree Forest!

Pinkie ran out the door as fast as she could. If she had gotten out a mere second later, this story would not be worth telling, as nothing would have happened.

Timberwolves are creatures that can only be described as wolves made of wood. They are carnivores that usually eat whatever food they can get their paws on. They also reside in the Everfree forest. The worst time of year to be out is the same time as them.

Unfortunately, Pinkie did not know a thing about timberwolves, and was met with shock at how the very first thing she saw was a pack (As timberwolves rarely travel alone.) Pinkie was sure timberwolves only came out at night, and while this was mostly true, if the chance for a good meal was near them, they wouldn't pass up the opportunity no matter what the time of day.

Pinkie was a little scared, but quickly pulled out her party cannon from who knows where, and aimed it at the timberwolves. Unfortunately, Timberwolves are rather immune to confetti and wind, unlike changelings, who are light, while timberwolves are strong and heavy.

Pinkie was really scared now. And that is saying something, as Pinkie is a rather brave pony. Before she could do anything, however, a figure jumped out of the bushes. How long he might have been in the bushes. Pinkie didn't know and didn't care. She couldn't tell what or who it was, since the only light came from the timberwolves glowing figure slashed one timberwolve and kicked one behind him. He found a stick and banged it against Pinkie's party cannon, making a rather loud noise.

The sound was too loud for the timberwolves sensitive ears, and they ran away.

"Fire or pans work better, but I guess this works, too." the figure said to himself.

Pinkie was a bit confused. This voice sounded familiar, somehow, but she couldn't place who it belonged too. And Pinkie had an iron-clad memory, once something went in, it didn't come out.

"Now, I'll ask you one time, and one time only," The figure said, approaching Pinkie. Now that he was up close, Pinkie could tell exactly what he was. The tail, mane, and sharp teeth gave it away. He was no pony, but a lion.

"What are you doing in my part of the forest?" he asked, very angrily...