Sweetie Belle practically screamed her head off as she ran as fast as she could from the Timberwolf. She heard about them from her sister 'huge, hulking beasts with terrible breath that eat anything they can get their wooden claws on.' Anything...like me. Sweetie could only imagine the beast right behind her, snapping at her tail as it tried to get a bite out of the filly. Quickly, the filly looked behind her to see...nothing.
"Huh?"
Sweetie skidded to a halt as she stared at the blank space that was behind her. "But-wait, where's the-" she was cut off by the same howl that the beast was making earlier. "Is it still back at the hole?" Carefully, Sweetie walked back to the hole to see if the Timberwolf was still in there. when she peered down, she saw the same wolf as before, looking right back at her with its glowing, green eyes. Sweetie looked down at the wolf curiously. is it...is it stuck down there? Sweetie stared down at the wolf, finally noticing something about it.
The wolves that her sister described were supposed to be huge monsters, capable of swallowing a pony whole. Yet, this one didn't look big at all. If anything, Sweetie thought it looked...rather small. But, Timberwolves aren't supposed to be this small. he's as big as me! Unless... "Are...are you a puppy?" Sweetie asked the wolf below her. the wolf merely replied by putting its front paws on the side of the hole, and giving a pathetic whine to the small pony. It stared up at her with big, sad eyes.
"Aww, you poor thing." sweetie said to the trapped wolf. She may not be a Fluttershy, but she couldn't let the poor thing suffer like that wait Sweetie, think about this for a moment. It's a Timberwolf, one of the most vicious creatures there is!
But, look at him. He looks so helpless
Is that really a chance you want to take?
Sweetie thought about it for a while longer before looking back down a the Timberwolf below her. In her eyes it managed to make itself look ever more adorable in just a few minutes. Its eyes had somehow grown to the size of saucers and it's lower jaw quivered, most likely its way of a lip quiver. Her heart almost melted at the sight. Sighing, Sweetie called down to the trapped wolf. "Don't worry," she said, "i'll get you out of there.
At those words the pups attitude a did a complete one-eighty. it started jumping up and down in place, happily yipping at the pony above. Sweetie couldn't help but laugh at the pups sudden attitude change. Okay, now I just need a way to actually get him up here. maybe I could try lifting him with my magic? Nah, I'm getting better with it, but I doubt a can lift it up. What I need is something long. she started looking around the area. Something that would be easy for it to grab. Something I would be able to use easily pull. Something... The filly's eyes suddenly fell behind her, at her long, flowing, beautiful tail. On no. No no! There's gotta be something else! Her eyes darted around again, looking for a stick or some vines she could maybe use. Sadly she found nothing "Ugh, the one time I actually need something from this place." the filly sighed, "This is going to hurt..."
Grudgingly, the little filly walked back to the hole, where the little pup was waiting excitedly. Slowly, Sweetie turned around and lowered her rear into the hole, letting her tail dangly down. The Timberpup tilted its head and looked up confusedly at the pony. Don't know how much it actually understands, but... "Grab onto my tail, and I'll pull you up." The Timberpup, understanding what the pony was doing, crouched down low before springing up, clamping down on the filly's tail with it's teeth. Sweetie winced slightly in pain, but was still determined. "O-okay, now on the count of three, I'll pull, and you start climbing with your claws. Ready." Sweetie heard a muffled bark in response. "Okay, one...two...THREE!!"
The filly grunted as she dug her hooves into the ground, trying hard to walk forward. Behind her she could hear the pups claws digging into the side of the hole, trying to get some traction. He's a lot...heavier then he looks! Sweat dripped down her forehead as she slowly inched her way forward. Just...a bit...more! With a loud grunt, she pushed herself forward, falling onto the ground just as the pup was out. Panting, Sweetie Belle slowly got up...
...only to be tackled back down again.
Before Sweetie could even realize what happened, her face was assaulted with a wat, sticky, leafy tongue. The filly laughed as the pups tongue ticked her face. "O-okay, your welcome!" the filly squealed trying to push the thankful pup off her. After about a minute of thankful licking, the pup finally let Sweetie up. The filly's face was covered in a green smelly slime, and her hair an tail looked tangled and disheveled. "Rarity's going to have a fit when she sees me." She then turned to the Timberpup, sitting only a few inched away with a happy smile on her face. Its wooden tail swinged back and forth behind it. "Well, I'm glad you're happy," she then looked around herself worried. "but the question is, who's going to help me? I still don't know how to get home."
Almost immediately the Timberpup started barking loudly jumoing around Sweetie Belle. "What? What is it?" The Timberpup ran a few feet ahead of Sweetie, making a strange motion with it's head. Sweetie stared confusingly at the pup for a few seconds before it hit her. "You...You want to show me the way out?" The pup responded by running behind Sweetie and started pushing her forward with his head. "Okay! Okay! no need to get pushy!" Sweetie yelled turning toward the pup. "Just show me the way." Happily, the Timber pup ran ahead, With the little pony in tow.
---15 minutes later---
Sweetie had been following the Young wolf for some time now and was starting to question whether or not it actually knew the way out. Just before the filly started questioning the pup, she started to see a light ahead of her. Is that...? Quickly, the filly ran ahead of the wolf excitedly towards the light. Bursting through, the filly found herself out of the terrible forest, with Ponyville in the distance. "YES!" the little filly squealed for joy as she danced in place, glad to finally be out of the spooky forest. Then she heard a strange rustling behind her. Turning around, she saw the Timberwolf sitting behind her. Immediately, she galloped up to the young wolf and wrapped her forelegs around it. After a few seconds, she suddenly realized what she was doing and quickly removed herself from the now surprised wolf. "Well, uh...Bye!" The filly then turned around and started trotting towards town.
However, after a few feet she started hearing a strange sound, like wood clattering together. She turned around to see the pup only a few inches behind her. "Oh, uh...thanks for helping me, I guess. I suppose since I helped you that makes us even, right? Um, I gotta get home now, so better go back to the woods, alright?" she turned around and started walking again, only to hear the Timberpup still behind her. She turned around again. "No." she said, forcefully. "I, go home. You, go back to forest, alright!" Once again she turned around and once again she heard the pup behind her. Now she was getting annoyed.
"Ugh, what is with you?!" She said, staring back at the Pup angrily. "Why do you keep following me? You can't actually be thinking of following me home." The pup simply barked happily in response. The filly suddenly went wide-eyed in realization. "You...aren't actually going to follow me home, right?" the pup once again responded with a happy bark followed with a lick on Sweeties cheek. The filly only responded with the only thing she could think of.
"Uh-oh."