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// BloodLust 
// Story: We're Why-wolves. 
// by MoltenXKid 
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	“Alright, Twilight. I gotta leave early. Full moon and what not.” Caramel said in a rush.

“Already? WE just started, and I believe we have a break through in your lessons.”

“Unless you want another Alpha Twilight incident…I suggest you let me leave.”

Months had passed since the incident with Alpha Twilight. Close, perhaps annoying, monitoring concluded that Twilight had no remnants of Whywolf in her. By Celestia’s good graces, the incident was chopped to some random attack by an Everfree Forest creature.  Though she missed the Alpha mare feel, Twilight was glad that she was cured, yet what she wondered if Caramel was affected at all.

“I don’t want another one, but I do want you to step in the moon light.” Twilight insisted.

“Are you mad?” Caramal said.

“Comeon! It’ just an experiment. Ill pull you right out if it doesn’t work.”

Caramel pondered on the question before settling on an answer, “Alright…but pull me right out, okay? Besides, what’s this for?”

“Just trust me.”

Caramel hesitantly walked towards the window.  The moonlight poured in like a waterfall. Feared filled every crevice of the poor stallion. He began regretting accepting to participate, yet it was too late to go back now. His hoof touched the moon. He prepared himself for the transformation, but it never happened. He stayed a stallion. He was happy and shocked, yet didn’t know why he didn’t changed.

“Looks like my theory was right?” Twilight smirked.

“Mind explaining, Twi?”

“Remember when you forced the Alpha why-wolf to fail the test? My theory was that by relation, you also failed the test, thus curing the why-wolf in you. My theory was correct. Oh Twi, you’re so smart.” Twilight’s smirk grew wider as she metaphorically patted herself on the back.

Caramel took a deep breath, “Ya smell that,Twi. Seems to be a lot of Obnoxygen in the air.” Caramel laughed as he opened the front door to leave.

“And where do you think you’re going?” 

“Home, of course.”

“No, you’re not. You’re cured of that why-wolf curse. That gives us more time to study “Fundamental Magic Equations of Theoretical Relevance”. Twilight used her magic to close, and lock the door.

“Ugh…”

“Don’t worry. We’re ponies. Creatures possessed by the spirit of inquiry and-“

“Shut up…”