Chapter 03 update

Hey there everypony! F1 here!

Chapter 03 of Life with a Sexy Shaman is coming along well. I should be done by next Monday.

Til then here's little snippet:

Later that night, the two of you were now in the uncharted part of the forest. You did your best to stay close to Zecora, while still respecting her personal space.

“Is it much farther, Sifu?” you inquired, while still surveying the area.

You then looked ahead to see a large twisted mass of thick red vines stretching from the ground up a tree. The air left an unnerving chill as you felt as if your in the presence of a vicious predator…waiting to strike.

“For medicines the root is wanted...even if the cold ground is haunted,” she spoke, never once letting her guard down.

“This place gives me the creeps,” you gulped.

Zecora lightly chuckled.

“That is a very much valued statement. I would be most concerned if it didn’t.”

She then slowly crept to the root. As she did, you thought you saw something move out of the corner of his eye.

“Z-Zecora...I think something is out there...”

Her then ears perked up to see if she could here movement.

“Seems you are correct...It appears a trap was set...” she said with narrowed eyes.

You then moved close to her.

“What do we do?” you asked.

“...Something already knows that we’re here...we can either flee or persevere.”

You could see she contemplated running, but chose to forgo it.

“The risk I must take… for medicine’s sake.”

“Okay, What should I do? I can’t use shaman magik like you yet,” you asked.

She then turned to you.

“One shaman is risky prey, but...two may make it run away. My apprentice you may be, but for now act just like me.”

She then looked around to try and find the foe.

“...or if you have trouble talking back; steel yourself for a surprise attack.”

“Y-Yes, sifu,” you uttered, trying to remain calm.

“That’s our plan; so stick with it...and be sure...oh shit…”

You both turned to see the roots had pull themselves off the tree and twisted to contort themselves into the shape of an Earth pony.

“What in Equestria is that?!” you shouted.

It then looked at both at two of you. Zecora remained rock stead, but you were a quaking mess. The plant like creature circled them carefully, then suddenly dropped down and slithered up another tree until reaching a sturdy branch and reverting back into its pony form.

“It’s the occupant of the grave...and for us a soul to save,” she explained, as prepares for combat.

You let out an audible gulp.

“I’m ready when you are,” you said in an less than confident tone.

You then took a fighting stance. You then looked to see the creature was sizing up you to. When it analysis was completed it dove at the two of you.

“Here it comes!”