Rough Start
You check your map as you drive to see how far you are away from your goal. To your surprise you see that you are only a few minutes away ago. You’re happy that your traveling is approaching its end after spending an hour and a half driving from the city to your new home. The animal sanctuary is not that far away and that it is located somewhere beyond the last town you passed through. You’re thankful that there is at least some civilization to travel to for things like gas and food.
As you keep your eyes open for the sanctuary, you wonder what your new life is going to be like. You begin to fear that you’re going to be living in some backwoods place in a rickety old shed that’s barely held together and with no plumbing or electricity. Let’s face it, you love nature but that doesn’t mean that you want to sacrifice all the comforts at home nor do you expect some plush mansion waiting for you in the middle of the woods. Your mind then flashes to an image if the idyllic little cottage at the edge of the Everfree Forest that Fluttershy and her animal friends live. That would be somewhere nice to live in.
You then see a wooden sign with the paint peeling but you can still make out the name of the place.
“Everfree Animal Sactuary, next right,” you say to yourself. It struck you as odd thinking about Fluttershy and the cottage she lived in and the name of your future home, but your mind passed it off as just a mere coincidence. After all, calling an animal sanctuary Everfree is a good name. Thinking nothing else of it, you turn off the blacktop road and onto a dirt road. After passing through the dense woods, the forest opened up into a large clearing. Around the edge of the forest there were a myriad of what looked like small pens and caged areas, each containing a different type of animal. There were from what you could see from your truck domesticated animal like cows, horses, pigs, chickens, things that one could easily find on the farm. There were also more exotic animals like geese, foxes, and even a peacock. Intermingled with the pens were other buildings, possibly for feeding or caring for sick animals. It was like a little makeshift zoo was just an hour and a half away from your home. You wondered why you never remember visiting the place before.
Clearly you could see that the placed needed the help. Most of the woods had lost its paint and was even rotting. The fences looked rusted and barely together. But at least the animals looked healthy and happy, so you felt this entire place needed was a little help, and you were there to assist. The strangest thing though was the fact that there were no people at the sanctuary, except for you. It was just the animals with no visitors or even staff. Clearly someone was taking care of the animals so after parking your car you went to investigate.
“Hello. Is there anyone here,” you called out as you began to look around the pens, hoping that you could spot a staff member to introduce yourself. Your question was men only by the sounds of animals.
“Hello,” you said again as you looked into a large feed shed. You soon began to get the strange feeling that you were being followed, like one of those horror movies where the villain was right behind the person, ready to attack. Even stranger was the fact that whoever this person was, they weren’t replying to you.
“Um… excuse me,” you heard a voice barely say. You quickly wheeled around and got the surprise of your live. There standing in front of you was a young woman about your age standing a little shorter than you with a semi tanned skin and a body that was a cross between being athletic and the girl next door. She was dressed in a pair of overalls with a yellow shirt underneath and a pair of hiking boots. But the wildest thing was her long pink hair that cascaded down her shoulders and her bright blue eyes. If you didn’t know better, you could have sworn she looked like a human version of Fluttershy.
“Hello,” you said as you gave her your name, “what your name?”
“Oh my name is Fluttershy,” she said in a voice that was barely above a whisper. You swore that you weren’t hearing things right because you honestly thought she said her name was Fluttershy.
“I’m sorry. What was your name again?”
“My name is Fluttershy,” she said in an even softer tone.
“Err… I didn’t quite catch that.”
At this point the poor girl let out a little whimper as she nervously looked down as if something was on her boots. Clearly she was so shy that it pained her to even introduce herself to you.
“So… nice place,” you said trying to salvage the conversation.”
She didn’t respond, only shuffling her feet.
“I saw the ad in the newspaper, about the job for working here.”
The girl that looked like a human version of Fluttershy finally looked up at you with those blue eyes.
“You want to work here,” she asked.
“Yeah. I really like animals and thought this job would be nice. Do you work here as well?”
“Oh… Actually I own this animal sanctuary taking care of all the hurt animals. Do you really want the job?”
“Sure, if it’s still open.”
“Oh yes it is. I’d really like the help. That is if you want to help me.”
“Of course. Does that mean I have the job?”
“Well, let’s go into the house and talk there. Let me give you a tour first.”
You followed the girl as she began giving the history of the spot, happy that you were able to get her to talk to you and eager to get everything ready for your new job.