Uh... Ok... How do I describe the feeling of having hundreds of the thing that was trying to kill you staring hungrily at you in one word? And not to mention you tied to a post?
"Welp...."
"It talk!" One shouted from the back.
"IT'S ALIIIIIVVEEE!" REALLY YOU HAD TO USE THAT?! IT'S NOT LIKE I WAS DEAD!
"Oh shut up frank." Frank must have been the one that shouted that.
"Make way for the king!" A few Timber wolves shouted.
The room grew deathly silent as the same giant wolf came slowly into the room, and guess what? My sword was still stuck in his nose... Great.
"Oh for the love of..." I mutter.
"SIIIIILLLLEEEEEENNNNNCCCEEE"
Jeez that wolf has good ears.
"EXPLAIN WHO THOU ARE!?" The king yelled.
"Do have to..." I whine.
"YES, THOU HAST TO!"
Oh for crying out loud... Keep it down! My head hurts like hell...
"I'm Heather, Now if you would so kindly let me go... I'll-"
"THOU HAST SPOKETH! NOW THOU SHALL PARTAKE IN OUR ROYAL TRADITION!"
QUIT FREAKING USING YE OLD ENGLISH! IT'S DRIVING ME NUTS!
"It's best to do whatever he says..." A voice says behind me.
"Who's there?"
"I was caught as well. These aren't like other timberwolves. These stick to old customs and tonight is their 'celebratory feast' and guess what's for dinner? You and me." The voice said.
"What are you then?" Well, It's what everyone was wondering.
"I'm a manticore. Name's Raoul." He explains.
"Huh... So you have a plan or what?" I ask.
"Yeah, When they set the fire going, you get your tail caught and try to burn the ropes. When I'm free, I'll grab you and We'll get the buck out of here."
"Who's says I'm a wolf? Or that I have a tail?" I reply, smirking.
"Well, If you were a pony or part of that strange band of a pony, changeling and monkey thing that had just entered the forest, then I highly doubt you could communicate with me. As for the tail thing... I have a full view of the entrance... You're a wolf."
Well... Word spreads quickly in the forest.
"Ok... You got me there... But seriously... Is that the best you can come up with?"
"My tail is made of chitin... Yours is made of fur. Work it out."
Ok, He's got me at a stalemate.
"Ok, they got the torches out... How are they even holding those while they're made of wood?" Raoul comentated.
"I dunno. Are they cold fire? Does that even exist in this world?" I ask.
"I've never heard of it... Get ready. We're bound by the same ropes, just burn yours and we should be free together."
"Wait, can't you escape on your own?"
"I'm too weak, It's what they do. They tire their target out then attack."
I could just hear the slow padding foot-pawsteps as they literally creeped their way over. I saw one throw the torch on the dry grass and wood below us and it lit into flames. The howls of the ones surrounding us just made it even more terrifying.
"Do it now!" Raoul roared.
"Why do I even..." I muttered and felt a burning sensation as my tail caught on fire.
"JESUS CHRIST ON A BIKE THAT FREAKING BURNS! THAT'S DEFINITELY NOT COLD FIRE!" I scream.
"Well what did you expect!? Now just pull your tail up and burn the ropes!" Raoul nagged at me.
I did what he said and tried to ignore the burn. I could feel a small drop as I quickly grabbed the rope in my mouth.
"Thimk yu culd dwo ih fasher???!!!" I scream, despite my mouth full of rope.
"Yeah yeah! I'm coming!"
God, When can I ditch this guy...
"DWO IH FASHER!"
Ok, now I can let go.
"Hold on to your tails!" He screams.
What does he- HOLY COW HE CAN GO FREAKING RAINBOW PONY SPEED! or atleast what feels like it.
"HAHA! WOOOOO!" I hear myself shouting.
"We need to bust out the top, hold on!" Raoul yells.
"Ok! I'm fine with THAAAAAAT!" I yell.
God I love fast things. It makes my daily life more exciting.
"DUCK!" He yells.
"I'M A- DUCK!" I yell as I almost got hit by tree branches.
"Yes, Yes you are." He says as we fly high in the air.
"Oh shut the buck up." Hey I learned pony slang!
Achievement get: You finally learned pony slang.
Thank you me. Now shut up.
I feel a rumble run across his back. Turns out he's laughing.
"What's so funny?" I ask.
"Nothing, It's just the closest place that I know is safe is in a town. Ponyville to be exact."
"Oh..." I can feel all thrill rush away.
"Hold on, My cousin knows a pony here that could help us. She's really kind."
"Uh... Who's your cousin exactly?"
"Manny. Manny Roar."
"So we gonna see him?"
"Eeyup."
"Well, Lets go." I say.
He takes off in a random direction.
"You have no idea where he lives..."
"Nnope."
"Great..."