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// Tortoise part une. 
// Story: Let them rest. 
// by Slip 
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	This wolf, a single wolf. This was his home, sitting under a beautiful collection of clouds, and rainbows. On occasion, he would see a rainbow colored pony emerge. With her pet. The word sickened him, it was wrong. She was in control of him, and for what purpose? Was there any benefits? Nothing he could think of.
What he noticed, was the pet in question, was a tortoise. Anyone would tell you that i was truly strange to have a pet like that. If you were a flying creature, what purpose would it serve to have a grounded pet? He was never much the philosopher type. But even he could see such a flaw. But that line of questioning weakened, when you saw the strange flying contraption, which allowed him to keep up. Well, at the very least be on the same level, because the pony in question was quite fast.
He looked up to see, the cyan mare place her faithful pet on the ground. She then departed from the scene, leaving him there. This was an outrage! You take him in, feed him, shelter him, and then up and leave him there! Despite all of this, it was the mare's fault, after all, she left him there. And she could only come back to discover him eaten by a wolf...
He decided, it was going to happen. He calmly walked over to the stream, and waited for his slow meal to arrive.
It took him a minute, but after that, he had reached it. He leaped out, and bit down hard on his prey. However, he found out, is that the shell protected him quite well. He bit down hard, but the shell didn't even crack. He wrestled with it, when he found himself face to face with the same mare who lived in the clouds. The next thing he knew, was that it was nighttime, and he was starving, apparently he had his clock cleaned. Now he was enraged, but, like the hunters who track wolves, he could wait..as long as needed to.