Sister to wolves, German wolves.

My mysterious incomplete cutie mark is interesting, but I can only stare at my own butt for so long. Sweetie is asleep. I am scared to try drawing again. I need things to do!

I sighed exaggeratedly, hoping that I was wrong about it just being me and Sweetie. Sadly, no hidden ponies emerged. Damn. what now? I gave the room a closer examination. I shifted through the more communal areas. I didn't want to find something too personal by accident. Wow... New me is so much smarter!

Not smart enough to entertain myself though. This is sooo boring! I had visits with Hel that held more life and excitement then right now! Frack! Another thing I can only sorta remember! Who the heck is Hel!? Frack. haha! a weird word I remember!... sorta... I don't remember.

"FRACK!"Wait, did I just say that out loud?

I turn to Sweetie and make sure she isn't awakening now. I really didn't want to explain this...

How was I gonna explain this too mom??!! I could say it was a sudden grow... no...

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Why do I keep waking up on the floor? How long was this gonna keep happening!?

Wait... I'm smaller again... frack... What now!?... Well things are still kind of clear, and my head isn't as fuzzy. At least this way I don't have to explain it to mommy.

I wonder what it looked like outside? I could see the rain, but the actual locale I had not check out yet.

I peek out through a heart shaped hole in the door. The door is also pink. There is a dull gray lake nearby, and what appear to be a forest off in the distance. I stare at the ripling gray water as the rain impacts it head on. I shiver as a cold dark feeling surges into my heart. I can't move my eyes. I can't move. The rain throws up little plumes of water, it splashes down onto floating bodies of fallen soldiers. Ponies, griffons, changelings, Krystanids, dragons, and humans, I had failed all of them. I had failed myself. They had trusted me to-

To what?

The cold feelings pass. I jolt back, reeling into the dark of the club house in confusion. I shake, and shake, and shake. I stare at my hooves. The feelings pass as do the... What was I doing in the dark?

I remember being at the door. What had I seen?

I walk up to the door and look out the heart shaped cut out. A strange sensation of... Deja-vu washes over my as I see a gray lake and woods. My eyes refuse to look directly at the lake. It scares me. I see something shift in the woods, and as if to invite me, the rain lightens to a drizzle. I look back at Sweetie. She is still sleeping, somehow. I turn back to the window.

Mysterious incomplete cutie marks, incomplete memories and words, Sweetie's mysterious abillity to sleep through anything, and now deja-vu, strange movements in the woods, and a lake that scares me. I have got to be crazy. I glimpsed that mysterious movement again.

I'm tired of everything being confusing and mysterious! I am going to walk over to whatever is in those woods and tell it to stop being mysterious! Flinging the door open I trudge down the gangplank and into the mud.

Ominous thunder roared, but no flash of lightning. I could hear the wind roaring around me, but I felt it still. The rain poured down all around me. I am cold, but not wet. All that I could perceive was the night's chill, the sounds around me, and the rustling of the bush.

The sounds peeled away slowly. They are replaced with a light whining, it was a painful, remorseful whine. My instinct screamed for me to stop, to run and hide, but I refused to let things remain hidden to me. No more would I sit and wonder as my life seemed to drift insanely and confusingly from one tangent to another. No more mysteries no more secrets. I would find whatever was behind that bush.

It wasn't my life, it was me. I had been living confusingly, my mind had been foggy. Things were clearer now, but so much is beyond me. I need to figure things out. I know this can help me.

I am at the bush now. I don't remember walking the rest of the way here, but I must have. Using my left wing i shove the branches of the bush aside. I gasped in the breath I had been holding. The air rushes into my lungs as I examine the small creature before me. It was rather cute.

It is almost a chunk of wood and pile of twigs, but it isn't. It is shaped as a small wolf pup. It's muzzle is a bit wider, and legs are a bit longer. I think that means it is male. I cease examining it as it lets another painful whine creep out. I step up to it. I can't see any missing bits... besides the fact that it is twigs and branches.

The night's cold leaves me as I wrap my wings around it. while it appears to have been made of a collection of sticks, it is warm, dangerously warm. It must be sick! It shivers in the cold, I shiver in the cold, but I ...feel something more resonating with us. I have something in common with this warm collection of twigs. I look into its eyes, it stares back. It opens its mouth. sound comes out.

"Sind Sie meine große Schwester?" The sound came from its mouth, but I could see a small vibration in the air. It came from the mouth not through the mouth. Strange.

"Ja, wir sind verwandte." I held it close as it fall asleep... Do wolves dream? Why had I said yes?....

"Sister?"