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// Not Far Behind 
// Story: Grip of Nature 
// by hielispace 
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	“Hey, Huntress,” Discord called to his partner. “I don’t think Pinkie Pie changed,”
”She did she just kept most of her personality,” Huntress said, descending from her throne.
“Even now she ceases to be normal,” Discord said as he and Huntress both laughed.
”We should go greet her, come on,” Huntress said as they went to the entrance.
As they reached the entrance, Grawl was already there, she bowed and said, ”I hope that the deer wasn’t one of yours, Goddess,”
“It wasn’t,’ Discord said as he led her in.


	
“I think we should convert their sisters,” Discord said as he pointed to Hunger, Devour and Pact.
        ”Sure, but I don’t think their bodies can handle the stress involved,” Huntress said as she began to prepare the spell.
        “I’m sure it will be fine. After all you gained power that is 1000s of years older than you,” Discord said as she shrugged and let the spell go.



        Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom all awoke from their sleep around the same time.
        “Hey scoots, I think we should go in and grab some Ice Cream,” Apple Bloom said as they got out of their sleeping bags. 
        “Sure, why not. You coming, Sweetie?” Scootaloo asked her friend. Sweetie Belle yawned and said:
        “Might as well, Rarity is going to be out of town for the next week or two so I have nowhere to be,” she added before they went on the long walk to Sugarcube Corner. After they enjoyed their milkshakes they parted ways. Applebloom cracked her seemingly longer neck as she got back to the hard work that comes with farm life. As she was bucking tree’s they she seemed to hit down more apples than usual as well as having more muscle on her legs. She smiled, I must be gettin’ stronger, she thought as she went to bed.



Scootaloo decided to spend the rest of the day on her scooter. Sh did all sorts of tricks, using her small wings for extra lift. When she was done she noticed how her fur was to be all messy and a little bit longer. Huh, she thought as she trotted in a circle, trying to get a better view of her fur. She finally decided that it was cool enough to keep around and headed home.



        Sweetie Belle was supposed to only be home for a little bit, but she was so tired. I guess I didn’t sleep enough last night. She thought as she got into her bed, yawing. The trappings of sleep awaiting her. She could swear that she saw some of her mane fall out as sleep finally embraced her.
        Sweetie Belle awoke in some kind of savanna. She was sweating like crazy as the hot sun bore down on her back. She slowly made her way across the desert as she felt her fur grow thicker. Making her even hotter. Her trott slowed to a crawl as her fiery hot hooves were burned away, leaving a trail of ash behind her. Her hooves were shaved down to paws. Pads formed to protect her from the burning sound. She kept going at a snails pace until she passed out from the heat.



        Scootaloo got up from her bed and headed outside. She stretched in the intense heat, panting. She hopped back on her scooter and headed to the club house. As she continued to ride, her tail felt weird. She finally decided to park her scooter as she felt it move back and forth on something. Her eyes went wide with joy as she saw the tail of a dog where she used to have her’s. This is really cool! She thought as it wagged back fourth. Her head seemed to feel wonderful as she watched her mane fall off. I’ll never have to brush that stupid thing again. She thought as she rode off.



        Apple Bloom couldn't sleep. It was too cold in her bedroom for that. She shivered as she dropped lower to the ground. She got out of bed. I might just have to go outside. She thought as she went down the stairs. As she stepped into the orchard. Her legs seemed to disappear as she reached the hot dirt in the summer’s heat. her body got a lot longer and as she slithered away.



   Scootaloo spent the entire day in the Everfree. Running around, following a delicious smell that had caught her improved nose not to longer ago. The closer she got. There more slava built up in her mouth until she was drooling. As the elk came in to view. Her teeth sharpened as if to prepare for the upcoming meal. She lunged at, killing it instantly, but she only took scraps of the meat, as to save some for later. As she walked away, she looked at her hooves, realizing that they were covered in mud. She shook it off her hooves for a while, until she saw a some fur come off. She trotted over to a mirror with a whimper as pain built up in her hooves. She examined them with a delirious smile when she saw that they were now paws. This is amazing!/color] Her mind screamed as her wolfish. She shook her head. This isn’t amazing it is perfection she thought with the greying of her fur. She howled deeply as her small wings disappeared. I need some...Meat! she thought as she went back to her hunting, but this time, it wasn’t Scootaloo doing the hunting. But the wolf Howl.


        Sweete Bell awoke with a start. She got and got straight to cleaning her bed. Wow, this is really easy paws she thought as she started to put her things away. She yawed as she completed her work and went right back to sleep, even if it was noon.
She awoke once more in the smoking hot desert. She continued to walk as the heat of the sun bore down on her. She found an oasis and began to drink from its water. As she gulped down the cool liquid. She felt her teeth sharpen. When she was finished drinking, she spotted a nice, frozen, arctic. As she moved towards it. She felt her body increase in size. When she finally made it to the arctic. She once again nodded off to sleep. 



        Applebloom slithered around the orchard in search of warmth. She tried her best to stay out of the shade in her search. The longer she was out there. The better she felt. Scales formed all across her body. her tongue forked as she slowly moved towards the Everfree forest. The back of head fused with her serpent body as she thought. Thiss feels great? She questioned. Isss thiss good? Her eyes became narrow slits. Her scales became brown as she shook her head Of course this issss good, she concluded as her mane became the sides of a cobra. Fangs shot into her mouth along with her body growing tripling in length as the pony Applebloom died and cobra Longing was born.



        Sweetie Belle awoke once more with a proud stretch. She looked her new body over in the mirror. I look amazing, she thought as her coat became a dark brown. Her tail dissipated as she left for the Everfree forest, in order to escape the unbearable heat of summer. When she broke the tree line. Her snout changed shape. I feel wonderful, Sh thought as claws ripped through her paws. Her eyes changed shape as Sweetie Belle was drowned out by the bear Chew.