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// Audio Log #004: Old Home and Old Friends (Brittleshine) 
// Story: Fallout: Equestria – Brittleshine's Quest Audio Files 
// by MuseoSansPony 
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Well, we are here: Ponyville–my old home.  Screwy was right, it is rather alien looking.  Though now it is because of 200 years of neglect, a raider occupation, and now it is a refuge for hellhounds after they fled Splendid Valley in the wake of the megaspell that killed the so-called Goddess.

(Dr. Stable Rate) **raspy** Goddesses it has been so long since I’ve been here.  I abandoned Screwloose and **raspy sniffle** never looked back.  I should have visited.

Well you can’t be faulted for distancing yourself.  I was no better at visiting.  What matters is you are here now and we can begin looking for her.

**approaching bipedal pawsteps**

(Grrrar) Welcome Madam Mayor pony, other pony.

Grrrar, you don’t have to be so formal.  I owe you my life from that Star-spawn attack.

(Grrrar) You ponies always so sentimental.  Grrrar planned to kill baby Star-spawn anyways, life saving an accident. **cough** Brittleshine pony, your message vague.  What you need to tell dogs about visit?

Well, nothing, we just wanted you to know we were in the area.  To avoid any hostilities.

(Grrrar) A courtesy not often extended by ponies.  Pony-Dog relations better since Ponyville declared sanctuary, but still no manners between our kinds.  Though each side no longer kill on sight–most of the time–Grrar call that progress.

So, we’ll just be on our way to Whitetail Woods then.  Then we will get out of your fur.

(Grrrar) Ponies should avoid Whitetail.  Not safe.

(Dr. Stable Rate) **raspy** But the new element bearers set off Gardens.  I know Whitetail was the most radioactive spot in the wasteland–harmful to most, but beneficial to ghouls–but it should be fine now.

(Grrrar) Well smart pony, it is not safe.  After Gardens dogs try to claim woods in new territory.  Many dogs go in, few return.  Dogs taken to call it Losttail Woods.  Grrrar like you ponies more than most, don’t want you to be lost too.

I’m sorry, Grrrar, but we have to go.  There is a strong possibility my sister is living there.  She was a resident of Ponyville Hospital.  It is on the outskirts of the woods.

(Grrrar) **low gravely sigh** Grrrar can’t stop Brittleshine pony and other pony if they have death wish, talk to Fleamutt.  Flea runs bar in town out of old bakery.  Lone survivor of pack lost in woods.

Thank you Grrrar.

(Grrrar) Yeah, yeah, follow Grrar.  Grrrar make sure no other dogs try anything.

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