One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon

by Tartarusbound

Chapter 78

Obsidian idly watched the skies, thinking the sort of thoughts typical of duller beasts.

Where should I hunt today? Will I go running again tomorrow morning? Is there a river I could drink from nearby? Obey me you worthless vermin.

Obsidian shook her head. Something was wrong. Something was horribly wrong.

Bring more slaves.

That voice… she knew that voice. No… oh no. She had to escape!

“”Stay close,” Granite shouted, drawing her attention to the rest of town. Dozens of stingtails were walking through town, grabbing ponies in their arms and running away.

Obey!

“Are you okay, Sis?”

OBEY!