My Little Witch

by PoisonJoker09

Major Problem

I ran down the hill that my house sat on top of, avoiding the path that went towards town.

The aura was elsewhere, I needed to intercept it, NOW!

URSA. RUN.

"What do you think I've been doing?" I snapped back at the text, I dodged a fern that was in my way and aimed towards the trees.

*ahem* sorry, I panicked a little. The beast in question is an Ursa Minor, specifically. Stay back, distract it only if necessary to get it away from other ponies, and avoid causing injury or pain - I'd hate for its mum, the Ursa Major, to come after you in retaliation. With that in mind, try and consider it an unruly toddler, anything you can do to soothe or calm it is recommended.

"Her baby is here as well? The advice is appreciated, but if it was as simple as an Ursa Minor then I'm sure the town can take care of the problem without any causalities." I finally reached the treeline, swerving through the wooden obstacles as they tried to slow down my path.

Stay safe. Yours, Scholar (well, you have Prophet, so I figured a suitable pseudonym was in order as well).

"Thank you, also good to have a name." I jumped a small river, nothing was going to inhibit me, "And as I was saying, an Ursa Minor isn't that big of a problem, it likely is irritable if it's up this late at night and I'm sure that the town has the good sense to not stand in it's way, and it isn't big enough to step on buildings by accident so it should be fine."

The presence was just ahead now, I broke through the bushes obscuring my vision and looked up.

"It's the single parent I'm more concerned about..."

Above, standing on it's hind legs, a enormous figure was looking high above the forest, it's claws were digging easy into the dirt and stones that were under it's mass. It's fur was a tinge of dark purple that glowed with stars of the night sky, it's eyes were sunken, canines pronounced, and I didn't have to be this close the recognize it's distress as it swung it's head back and forth. Behind it was a large cave, the entrance was much too small, so she likely only sleeps nearby.

Scholar, your message wasn't in vain at least, I know why it is like this, female Ursa Major pick up the left over parental concern from the father and particularly get agitated if their baby leaves their sight.

Now... to face the dilemma of persuading it not to go near town on it's search. And for that matter how I was going to get her attention.

Thankfully I was a good climber, step one, get on top of a tree.

Step two, shout.

Side note, gravity is absolutely biased.

"HELLO!" I shouted, it didn't seen to have much effect, "EXCUSE ME! MISS URSA MAJOR!"

I grumbled at my lack of response, and instead put my joint to my mouth and blew hard in a very high whistle.

Her ears flattened and finally her head came to look in my direction.

I was less confident of my plan to distract her when her nose came close to me, her teeth were nearly as tall as my house.

"Ah, yes, miss Ursa, you are aware that being near a pony settlement is not going to end well, I am aware of you being distressed but you must practice more caution."

She snorted, and several growling sounds issued from her maw.

"Um... excuse me for a second."

I took out a small vial that was a murky brown and silver and screwed the top off.

Placing it to my ear, I tilted my head and let the cool liquid solidify inside my ear cavity, it wasn't as painful as one might think, just rather strange.

I then looked back at her.

"Sorry, can you repeat that?"

"I said that there isn't two thoughts about it, if my baby is there, I'm getting her, I'm sure his scent is that way." Her expression, however hard it was to judge from how close and large the expanse of her muzzle took up my eyes, but it was annoyed, at me.

"I get that, but don't worry, there aren't any dragons or dangerous creatures in the area that in anyway would dare to hard a newborn Ursa Minor, let alone one that is mature enough to walk and venture out on its own." I gauged her reaction carefully, "And I assure you, that the ponies in Ponyville are rather, how to say, naive. There won't be any form of injury on her because I'm sure it would go against their beliefs."

"I'm still not budging on this, it's not likely my little Teddy will be hurt, but he could be scared out of his wits." She had a concerned look about her, the aura she exerted agreed. I briefly wondered about how the ponies back in town would react if the Ursa Minor was actually more scared of others than they could be of him.

"I accept that, but it is a good life lesson for him not to leave the cave unattended right?" Ursa were very particular about teaching their young about the world, since there wasn't much that could harm one of them they were very lax about safety if it meant their young learned something from it.

"I suppose it might, but I didn't plan this out, I should be there right now for him, why am I even talking to you." She made a move to pull away, and I grit my teeth in desperation, and launched myself forward to land on her snout, I suddenly found myself clinging on as I found myself hundreds of feet above ground, more than I had been in years.

I ignored the dangerous height to look at the glaring eyes of the mother bear, who was currently looking cross eyed at my face, the large blue star adorning her forehead was particularly striking "Get. Off."

"That isn't an option, and your being irrational."

"My baby-

"I will FIND HIM!" I proclaimed, "Please, I will be sure to find him and bring him back to your cave immediately, an hour at the very most, I assure you that he will be there. Just don't walk within sight of Ponyville and I can promise you this."

She regarded me, and I stood in her gaze for a moment, seconds ticked by.

"... Fine, but one hour, and if he isn't back I'll be going to that town myself."

She then lowered herself down until her head was level with the trees around her, I jumped off and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember your promise Cursed Blood." She then turned away and walked through the trees, her large back still easily present as she passed the trees, several loud snaps indicated they didn't inhibit her process much.

With that over, I started running once again, my feet a blur as I made my way to the general direction of town, pulling out my blue amulet, I tried to keep it level as I dodged the hanging branches and jumped over the troublesome roots.

"Ursa Minor." It lit up immediately and pointed ahead, with a direction now present, I followed it forwards, mindful of my deadline.

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I looked up... up at the floating Ursa Minor who was currently sucking on a improvised bottle of milk.

As in, floating above in the air kind of floating.

And Ursa Minor might not have the raw magical resistance an Ursa Major has, but it still has a little, not to mention it's raw size...

Twilight, no matter he levels of power, could NOT have enough to do this.

I walked up the the unicorn, who was currently straining holding the load, I let my blue amulet fall underneath my cloak.

"Twilight?" She glanced at me, and back at the Ursa Minor, apparently she needed to really focus to keep this up.

I took think moment to read her aura again, and this time it was a far contrast to when I last looked into it.

When before it was indeed nearly a limitless power which stretched far beyond her body, now it was more concentrated, all coming together in a very strong and shining appearance. Like a beacon of pure power.

Of magic.

I filed this away for later.

"There is a cave, about half a mile inside the forest, it's the only place a Ursa Minor would live, so..."

She nodded, acknowledging she heard me, and with a great push of her abilities, the ever giant spectrum around her horn glowed brighter, and lazily the Ursa floated with purpose backwards... over the forest... across the sky... and into the cave.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and started walking off.

"W-wait! How did you know-

Twilight was interrupted by the loud screaming of the crowd, I made use of this distraction to make my escape. Hopefully the crystals in my ear will not take too long to wash out.

---

I carefully stripped off a leaf from the Taw Yale plant and began to grind it with the mortar, adding some clear water each time to make it a soggy paste. After that it was simple to add the Remember-Me-Yet flowers afterwards, and last of all a drop of Queenfish blood.

And voila, a new translation potion for the future, always glad I carry one of these with me.

I stopped, and looked at the ingredients I used, grimacing slightly. Ever since I've come here there seems to be a large amount of fortune telling within my brews, even if I couldn't decipher the meaning from these, I just know it will be troublesome.

I stretched my limbs, yawning softly, the night was getting long, and I was feeling very tired, I think Ponyville has become much for exciting than I could give it credit for... with this ordeal at least, I managed to grab a little fur from the Ursa Major when I was on top of her snout.

Quite the profitable day if I say so myself.

Comments

[sailing101]

I Do wish to voice one bit of concern I have.
Knowledge of future events can be a dangerous thing. One could learn of events yet to come, and feel the need to intervene. Such efforts can be disastrous if mishandled. Take that earlier tip about Zecora, for example. The ponies of this town fear her. They fear her because some believe her to be what you are. Granted, those fears are unfounded, but it will result in an incident none the less. At the very least, it will be resolved quickly, and everyone involved will be much better off, but I would recommend avoiding tossing out any brews while the ponies are on a Witch hunt. I tell you this because our method of viewing events in your future is not perfect. We can only see Twilight, her friends, and those closely related to them. We can not, however, see you when we look to the future. I cannot say weather or not this means your presence has any importance, but what it does mean is that you have the ability to change events that we can not see.
In any case I'll stick to the background for the most part. You should only expect to hear from me if somentity else tells you something of what's yet to come, and yet forgets the important details.
Until then,
Machina.

[potdl]

Excellent my dear I’m glad you have accepted my offer but first here is the riddle you requested

The one who makes it sells it.
The one who buys it doesn't use it.
The one who's using it doesn't know he's using it.
What is it?

As for the trade I will need to send you something to make sure that our packages can be sent safely. I’m sure you are quite aware of how fragile or dangerous some ingredient can be when handled incorrectly.

So my dear I have two options for you. I can send you a chest that will be able to send the packages back and forth but will be too heavy to carry around so it will need to be stored somewhere safe were other can’t get to it by accident.

The other option is for me to send you a familiar of mine which could travel around with you. It would require you to take care of it but when you use one of the favour that you have earned I will be able to help in a greater capacity. It would also be a lot smaller than the chest about the size of a small cat.

Once you have decided on which option you want please contact me by our usual method. I will send it to your house with a list of the ingredients/items I am looking for and what I willing to trade for them. The list will be dived into three categories based by their value and will update itself when I require new items or no longer need a certain ingredients/items. I will explain more on how to select the ingredients you want to trade for when you have made your decision.

Yours sincerely Prophet

P.S Riddles will still be required to be answer in the same manner.

[Sols Sojurn]

Purrr I do believe I have found a new mouse to watch. Some warning be wary of the "Prophet" I have a feeling he seeks to use you. Good idea with Pinkie Pie but take note dear Twilight once her curiosity takes hold on something or pony she doesn't give up until she finds what she seeks.

The Cheshire Cat

p.s. I'm always watching the events you live as they happen.