Pinocchio wasn't the only wooden puppet to become a real person.

There are other puppets out there, animal-like beings controlled by quasi-intelligent trees. Ponies call them timberwolves and know them as nothing but beasts. But what happens if one of those beasts were to gain the intelligence and ambition of one of the most successful hunters in the universe, a human?

This story loosely shares continuity from Split Second: An Eternity Divided. Reading that is not required at all.

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Featured on EQD: 10/2/2015

Walking with the paws of an ancient predator, a young man finds himself in a strange world. A world where horses are the dominant species, and he’s a very rare and dangerous animal. How will a speechless man turned wolf deal with society? How will he approach ponies? Would he even want to bother speaking to them?

(Love interest is not revealed in any of the current chapters. So don't freak out when you don't see it. I'm also focusing on a very realistic sense of love. This will be a later part of the story when romance becomes truly relevant. Point out ALL errors to me when you see them, even the ones that have been pointed out already, and I'll see what I can do.)

(Special thanks to my EPIC Proof-reader and Editor ultra1437)

I wasn't supposed to be where I was now. Or at least that's what the light in my dream said to me. I was supposed to be a "creator of worlds" it said. I was to create fate or something like that, and manage the lives of millions. But what can I do in a world that doesn't need saving? What can I build with the tool gun to change my fate? But more importantly, why was I chosen to wield such power over said gun?

(Thank you myhe01 for cover art!)

(Special thanks to my EPIC Editor ultra1437)

May 24th. I woke up and missed a day.

I never miss a day, even if I do sleep in until an ungodly hour. And I'm not normally quadrupedal. Nor do I normally have a beak. Or feathers, or fur, or wings.

And I only just got diagnosed with anger issues and a prescription that actually works with keeping them in check.

Now I'll have to make my way through this damn depopulated city, scavenging what I can before I figure out where to set up my more permanent nest home.

Who knows, maybe I might find somebody else out there. Now the question is, will I survive meeting them?

(Despite the coverart, this is not a story about a griffon hen. This is a side-story for the Ponies After People-verse.)

Cloudsdale. Bastion of the Pegasi, linchpin of weather control, home to the Wonderbolts. A magnificent metropolis gracing the skies of Equestria. So what happens when an oblivious human starts stumbling around in a sailplane? As they say, hilarity ensues.

It has been a thousand years since Celestia last saw her beloved sister after her banishment. Ever since then, she has counted the days to her sister's return. When the night finally befell upon Equestria, and Nightmare Moon liberated, it was suppose to be a joyous reunion. But fate has something else in mind...

Collab done with TailsFox88 (Chapters 1-17)
Chapter 18 (Solo)
Collab done with Foals Errand (Chapters 19 onwards)
Artwork done by pridark

Once upon a time, humans did exist. A long, long time ago, in fact. And they left something behind.

In the present time, Twilight Sparkle gets herself horribly lost and discovers something that should have vanished forever. But would that have been better? Or worse?

Time will have to tell.

Johnny Spurs just wants to have a normal life where people pay him to do stuff and he gets to eat sleep and drink without worry. Asshole Cat just wants to be fed and left alone. They make a decent enough pair.

Then, some brilliant individual decides it'd be a great idea to send these two lunatics out into the wide wide world of Equestria to search for treasure. Or something.

Neither of them was really paying attention.

This story is a sequel to 2-D Pony

She ran up to scrape more paint off so she could admire it better, then froze. The eye was still looking at her. This wasn’t the usual illusion that came from perspective drawing, where an image appeared to look directly at the viewer no matter what viewing angle they took. No, the eye had turned, and followed her as she moved toward the ladder.

While chasing after a mischievous thieving phoenix, a young filly uncovers one of the most horrible and tragic blunders ever to happen to a citizen of Ponyville. As her mother and friends try to run from their past, Ink Blot will learn that some jokes are not funny at all.

The shocking sequel to my other story, 2-D Pony.
Special thanks to Web of Hope for helping me edit this story.
The cover art was done by the very talented SagebrushPony.

This story is a sequel to Hope

Here you will find the stories about the residents of Pasofino, and the ageless realm of Equestria in which they live. Each chapter is meant to take but a moment to read, and may or may not be in chronological order. I have made an attempt in every tale to highlight the time period.

(These are side-stories to the trilogy of Order from Chaos, Justice, and Hope.)
(image magicalness courtesy of alexstrazsa and snowdrop and skyshine courtesy of wentox / wento)

(Psst. It liiiiives.)