My Little World: Friendship is Indomitable

by Revan

Chapter 4: Timber

Translated from the brainwaves of Terror.

I slow to a halt, still somewhat shaken by my encounter with the Beast's mother. How I will deal with her and her son, I do not know as of this moment.

But currently I have other concerns. I have not eaten since before I came to wherever this place is. Now, my hunger is rising, and I will need to sate it soon.

I sniff the air, and I detect a scent, different from the other strange smells that I have encountered so far.

Despite not encountering it before, it smells like food, so with great wariness I set out towards its location, my senses alert for any new surprises.

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The manticore was sleeping, satisfied by its afternoon snack. It slumbered peacefully in the shade of the forest, unaware of the new threat that now approached...

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I spot the origin of the scent at last. I briefly pause in order to evaluate it.

It appears to be sleeping, but I stay alert, as it seems to be a predator, with blood staining its muzzle. I also view with some unease its tail, which has some sort of claw on it.

Nevertheless, I must eat, so I suddenly break from cover, and dash towards it.

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The manticore had only just begun to wake, roused by the vibrations of footsteps, when suddenly a large mouth closed over its neck, and it knew no more.

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I taste the poignant taste of fresh meat, and I am elated. Now I have food!

Despite the risk of the Beast or its mother hearing me, I roar in triumph, before I proceed to tear into the carcass.

I eat, and I am content.

For now.

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The timber wolves heard the cry, and their massive leader swiveled, loping rapidly towards its source.

The others followed, and their feet made almost no sound, for they were light of foot and swift of limb.

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I have eaten the majority of the carcass when I detect a scent that I have encountered before, one that causes me to raise my head and bare my teeth, my blood-stained jaws clearly visible.

Somehow, the three living tree animals have survived and returned, and this time, they have company.

A number of them surround me, and I smell, pinpointing all their locations. But I am puzzled, for the scents of the three that I destroyed before are intermingled, as if they were now one creature.

Then a massive form appears, nearly as large as I am, and my puzzlement has now been answered.

Somehow, the three are now all merged together into this form that now challenges me.

It howls at me, and I roar in answer. Then It paces forward, and I note that the others sit out, surrounding us in a ring. I am momentarily confused, for this thing is clearly their leader.

Then an answer dawns on me. It views me as a rival to its control of the pack, and now challenges me to a one-on-one face-off. This seems absurd, as they should clearly be able to tell from my scent and appearance that I am not one of them.

But I cannot wonder about that as of yet, as it now lunges at me, its teeth attempting to pierce my neck.

It fails to do so, as my neck is protected with armor plates and sharp quills. I turn my head to the side, and my jaws snap shut on its muzzle. I turn my head, flinging it against one of the trees, and it breaks into pieces.

I now look at the rest, awaiting the inevitable rush.

But none comes.

Instead they surround me peacefully, some even attempting to nuzzle me.

It seems that, ridiculous as it may be, they have accepted me as leader of their pack.

And now it appears that I have a potential answer to the problem of the beast and its mother.

However, long before that final confrontation occurs, I first must learn how to understand their communication, and how to communicate and give commands in return.

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"Spike?"

"Yes, Twilight?"

"We've got a new mystery on our hooves."

"What is it?"

"Well..."

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[Dat Stoopid Goi]

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[Scarlet Storm]

DAMN! I WAS BEATEN! welp time to go Allosaur instead....