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// Chapter 2: Discovered 
// Story: Magical Fox 
// by EquinoxTheFox 
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I can’t sleep, no matter how hard I try I just can’t. It feels like something is watching me too, it’s weirding me out.

Deciding I ought to distract myself with something, anything, I look through the window on the second floor at the stars.

The night sky is beyond beautiful this time of year, I would always sneak out at night just to stare up at the sky. I pull my brush out of the bag and start grooming my tail, humming a lullaby to myself hoping I can tire myself out.

After I’ve brushed and cleaned my tail to the best of my ability I put my brush back in my bag, not being able to do anything else without using my magic. It’s rare for a fox to be born with magic but I guess I got lucky, I try my best to keep that hidden though.

Finally feeling tired I lay back down and doze off to sleep.


The Next Morning



I awake to something poking me.

I hear something ask “Is it dead?”

The voice is high pitched and sounds feminine. My body stiffens in shock. Whoever had caught me noticed my movement and addressed it.

“Ah don’t think it’s dead Sweetiebelle, ah saw it move.” Responded a feminine voice with a strange accent.

I quickly shot up and gathered my things, I then backed into the nearest corner. Three small ponies slowly closed in, looking at me curiously. The one on the left had yellow fur and a rose color mane, the middle one had orange fur and a purple mane, and the one on the right had white fur and a mix of white and pink in her mane.

The one in the middle asked something.

“What is that thing?” She asked with a slight rasp in her voice.

“It looks kinda like a Timberwolf to me.” Responded the one with the accent.

“Yeah But Timberwolves are made of wood, this thing isn’t.” The one with the high pitched voice argued.

“Why don’t we ask Fluttershy about it? She will know what it is.” Continued the one with the accent.

The other two nodded in agreement and they looked back to me, the yellow one approached me slowly and got down low to try and make herself look less intimidating.

“Hey there buddy, ah’m Applebloom, could you hop on my back for me?” She kindly asked.

I cocked my head in confusion and suspicion and she understood the gesture.

“Ah understand that ya don’t know us but trust me when Ah say that we are going to help ya, we’re going to take you to somepony that really likes animals and ah know you’ll like her.” She tried to convince me.

I gave her a small nod, I had no other choice and I would take any chance at a home. I hopped on her back making sure my nails didn’t dig into her and we walked outside...