Veil of Night
So, real life hit me hard and I was lured by the siren call of vidya games during the production of this chapter... Sorry that it took this long, but here’s the chapter.
Veil of Night
Pinkie Pie ran through the forest, only giving half a mind to the Fenrir’s tracks she was following, her Pinkie Sense was pulling her in the same direction even without them. The blurriness of her left eye made her stumble on branches a few times and got her mane caught in a bush once, but the sense of urgency in her kept her moving toward where Fenrir was. She had to get to him before… before something, so, so very sad happened.
It was already strange that her Pinkie Sense would manifest any other way than a strange nonsensical quirk of her body, but the cold pit in the pink party pony’s stomach was almost enough to deflate her hair. If it wasn’t for the fact that her Pinkie Sense predicted things she could watch out for, or stop altogether, then this new quirk might just have done that. She had to get to Fenrir; she had to stop whatever she was predicting before it happened.
“No, I’ll explain it again, pay attention this time. You only need to use steel on these parts here, but it will have to be forged precisely by the specifications I gave you, have someone relay the instructions to your forge master. Now…” Pinkie could hear Fenrir’s gruff voice talking with someone on the clearing she was coming up on. Fenrir had raised his voice only a little, but it made his voice carry so much better in the bleak forest. She saw the great wolf raising his head from its hunched position and turning toward her. “Now we say hello to the Element of Laughter, Pinkie Pie. Try and be courteous, Rover.”
“Go… Good day, Pink Party Pony.” The Diamond Dog that Fenrir had been talking to stuttered out and bowed his head a little as Pinkie ran up to them, panting and sweating from her gallop. Pinkie took notice of a large sheet of paper the Diamond Dog had hurriedly rolled up as Fenrir told him to act courteous. She tried to respond to the dog’s greeting, but found herself out of breath. She stopped trying to speak and focused in gulping down air, it had been a while since she had been this out of breath, the constant partying and zany antics had given her quite a lot of stamina. When she raised her head again, the Diamond Dog had already excused himself and Fenrir was laying in front of her, looking bemused at her exhaustion.
“So, whatever brings you to my neck of the woods, Pinkie Pie?” Fenrir drawled out as he stared at Pinkie Pie. Pinkie could see that there was something behind those eyes that shouldn’t be there and it only made her Pinkie Sense itch worse. She had noticed that Fenrir wasn’t alone when she held that party in his honor, but now it had changed, she still knew there was something more to him than what other ponies saw, but now it was… blurry. It might just be her left eye screwing with her vision, paired with her exhaustion, though.
“It’s my Pinkie Sense; it’s telling me that something sad is going to happen, something that will involve you, Fenrir. I had to come here and try to stop it.” Pinkie blurted out, spurred on by the cold pit in her stomach gnawing at her sanity. She didn’t want to put her friends through another mental breakdown, so it would be nice if this could be resolved here and now.
“Your Pinkie Sense, you say… Am I right to assume that it predicts the future for you personally, or those around you at that time?” Fenrir asked, straightening his posture from his relaxed pose and leveling a questioning look at the exuberant Pink Pony. “If that is the case, then I might know the reason for your distress, Pink One.”
“Really, is there anything I can do to help? I would hate to see one of my friends sad… Oh, and yes, that’s how it usually works.” Pinkie beamed at Fenrir and hopped a little closer to the wolf. If there was something she could do to stop Fenrir from being sad, or doing something that would make her sad by proxy, then maybe the chilly pit in her stomach would go away.
Fenrir didn’t respond to her question right away, deciding to get up on his paws instead and letting Pinkie follow him into another clearing adjacent to the one she had found him on. This one was larger and large parts of the ground had either been burned to glass or torn out in great chunks, Pinkie also noticed she was walking on the ashes what used to be old and thick forest, now burnt to ash. Fenrir stopped walking about in the center of the clearing his fight with a dragon had caused and fixed his gaze to Pinkie’s left, to a place where a pack of Diamond Dogs were busy doing something.
Pinkie followed Fenrir’s gaze and saw the group of Diamond Dogs busy butchering the remains of the dragon Fenrir had killed. She felt sick and wanted nothing more than to look away, but her eyes were transfixed on the gruesome scene by some twisted curiosity. She wasn’t sure how much of the gruesome wounds on the body of the once great beast was Fenrir’s doing and how much was because of the Diamond Dogs efforts, but what she saw wrenched her gut in disgust.
“My kind does not bear the gift of longevity dragons and alicorns possess, not naturally. We live our small lives, relying on our instinct and the power of our body to pave the way for the next generation. That was the life I led and the life my pups would have led…” Fenrir’s words sunk into Pinkie’s mind as the gruesome scene he had led her to burned itself into her mind. She watched a Diamond Dog hacking away at the muscle and meat between the dragon’s ribcage and scales, before signaling two others to pull the scales back, so that it could cut deeper.
“Then came the war and the rise of Nightmare Moon. She called out to the Dark and all those with fang and claw howled back, as our nature commanded; she rewarded us with power, when we pledged our loyalty to her and her cause…” The diamond dog cutting away at the dragon’s ribcage crabbed a rib and started wrenching it out of place while using the large cleaver he had hacked at the meat as leverage. The dogs were taking the dragon apart, practically bathing in its gore to scavenge the body for anything they could use, and they did it with no sign of feeling disgusted by what they were doing.
“I devoted my life to becoming stronger; I tore through my enemies and grew in favor as the stench of their blood clung to me. My fur became like steel, my fangs akin to spears and no creature could hide nor run from me. Shadows cling to my form as I pass and my step is muffled by the Dark’s favor…” The diamond Dog wrenching the rib gave a final grunt and fell back into the dragon’s gored chest as the bone finally gave away. The dog clawed its way out of the gory mess and raised the gigantic rib above his head, howling in triumph. The two dogs joined the dog merrily and other dogs stopped what they were doing to yelp or howl at their fellow canine’s accomplishment.
“I became a living weapon of war, all for the sake of her praise, for her goals and her selfishness. When she led us, we fought to eradicate her foes and keep her safe; When she fell, we kept fighting for her return. When we were locked away, my pack kept fighting in her name and for her honor.“ The diamond dog threw the bone over to the other side of the carcass and grabbed the huge cleaver again, to continue his gruesome task with renewed vigor. Just as the dog was heaving the heavy slab of metal above his head Fenrir stepped in front of Pinkie, blocking the carcass from her sight and snapping her out of the trance she had been in. Pinkie dreaded what she would see in the great wolf’s eyes now, taking what he’d been talking about into account. Pinkie locked eyes with the wolf towering over her and saw that the line between the two things she’d seen had all but disappeared now and what she saw now frightened her.
“And for all my struggles, all the battles I won and for all those who fell before me, I come back to a world that has eradicated my kind, to a Mistress that has chosen to forget me and with the Queen of Light being regarded as a benevolent monarch…” Fenrir’s voice was even and as calm as it could be with his gruff voice, but Pinkie still flinched away as the wolf leaned closer to continue his tale.
“You ask if I plan on doing something that will upset you, if I will cause you heartbreak... Tell me, how does it feel to know that it was you ponies that eradicated my kind and chose to pervert my Mistress by force, just for your own convenience? How does it feel to wield the power that took the mare I dedicated my life to protecting from this world? Can you laugh after knowing that you destroyed the last thing I had to live for? Can you smile while serving the sociopath that killed the pups of my pack after locking me away?” Fenrir turned away from Pinkie and barked once to call out a diamond dog that had been lingering a respectable distance away. Pinkie worked her jaw, trying to speak, to reject the reality that Fenrir had painted, but she could not form words, she could barely breathe. It was not only fear that paralyzed her, it was shock at the implications of Fenrir’s words; guilt at what he blamed the Elements of Harmony for and sadness at the wolf’s fate.
“I believe you have your answer, Pinkie. Leave, I cannot guarantee safe passage through the forest after the Dark claims it.” Fenrir informed Pinkie, still keeping his animosity toward her concealed. Pinkie got to her hooves robotically, stepping back into the forest with her head hung low. She stumbled on roots and loose rocks, but this time her mane wasn’t getting tangled on branches, her straight and lifeless mane hung near the ground and shrouded her vision. It was that and the silent tears blurring her vision that made her miss the Cutie Mark Crusaders hiding rather poorly in a bush along her improvised trail.
Twilight Sparkle
Twilight Sparkle sat in the main room of her library, levitating several books around her and sitting among dozens of discarded tomes. The parchment she’d been making notes on was nearly full of her meticulous text, but most of it had been crossed over, or circled. Why were there so many books about spirits, when none of them could agree with each other on what they were?
One book said that spirits were natural forces given a mind as nature’s way of controlling the excess amount of magical energy found on some parts of the world, while another claimed spirits were otherworldly beings reaching out to our world through the veil of our reality. She had even found some that claimed spirits to be powerful sorcerers lingering in this world.
Even with all of these books and collections of studies, she still couldn’t find anything non-fictional about the kinds of spirits Zecora had mentioned, the kind that possessed animals to communicate and toy with equinekind, the kind that was inside Fenrir, controlling his actions and toying with her friends.
“You’ve been looking for me, Element of Magic.” A silky voice spoke out right in front of her. She didn’t think there was anyone in the library until they spoke up and it was definitely not Spike’s voice, so she reacted accordingly; by letting out a shrill scream and by throwing the books she was levitating at the voice. Twilight picked up another particularly thick tome and scanned the room as the books hit the far wall harmlessly.
She turned her head to the side and noticed she was muzzle to muzzle with a zebra wearing a dark cloak. She tried to hammer the unknown assailant with the book she was levitating, but the zebra’s hoof shot out and tapped her horn, disturbing the spell and causing the book to fall to the floor harmlessly. The zebra took a calm step back as Twilight rubbed the base of her horn.
“You wanted to speak to me, I am Kamos.” The zebra spoke again, as calm as can be. The zebra was only slightly taller than Twilight and his cloak hid his form. At first glance she had thought the zebra to be Zecora, but as she looked closer the stripes on his face and what she could see of his neck were a darker color and positioned differently from the rhyming potion-maker. The zebra did have similar oval bright blue eyes that Zecora had, though Kamos’ frown only exaggerated the fact they were shaped differently than the average pony’s. Twilight had to admit, if she didn’t know Zecora, then Kamos’ appearance would be frightening, if only because it was so foreign. The dark cloak and his sudden appearance were enough to make Twilight frightened of him for the moment, though.
“You scared me; just… just give me a minute.” Twilight shook her head and tried to calm down her breathing and her beating heart. Everything was still a little too bright and she flinched at every creak of her library as the adrenaline that Kamos’ appearance had introduced into her system was yet to run its course. She did try to calm down by taking a few calming breaths, but Kamos just standing there and staring at her didn’t help her calm down.
“Okay, yes, I did ask Regal to help me get in touch with you, but scaring me half to deathwas still uncalled for.” Twilight glared at the zebra and he nodded his head respectably and continued to stare at her. The zebra didn’t seem too talkative, so Twilight decided drop the subject and move on. “I need to know if Fenrir is planning something, or if he is hiding something. The way I hear it, you’re the zebra to talk to when it comes to things like this.”
“Yes.” Kamos answered, nodding slightly before trotting toward a bookshelf. He stayed quiet and surveyed the backs of the books before pulling one out and throwing it at his feet to flip the pages with precise flicks of his comparatively sharp hooves. “Everything your nation knows of spirits will not apply to whatever you think is afflicting Fenrir. I’m sure you’re close to realizing that yourself.”
“What do you mean? Are you… Do you know what it is? Is it one of the spirits from your home?” Twilight asked excitedly and took a few tentative steps toward the frightening zebra. Kamos didn’t respond to her questions and just kept flipping the pages of the book he had picked out. It looked like he was looking for something, judging from the way he was flipping the pages after reading only a few words or seeing a picture. Twilight stepped closer to check what kind of book Kamos was studying. She watched him flip a few pages more before coming to the conclusion that it was a storybook, similar to the one she had found Nightmare Moon’s origin in. She would have to check the cover of the book, but the size and the artistic style of the illustrations suggested it could very well be the same book.
“Here; read this.” Kamos suddenly said, tapping his hoof on a page with a picture covering two thirds of it. Twilight stepped forward and surveyed the image briefly before moving onto the piece of text under it. It was an artist’s rendition of both Luna, surprisingly depicted as she had looked like during Nightmare Night, and Celestia standing in front of a dark wall of what looked like steam of some kind, or maybe cloth, the artist’s style left room for interpretation. Twilight stared into the brilliant brush work and could almost swear that the hues of dark purple and blue were moving when she wasn’t looking.
“Veil of Night”
“The princess of the Night, Luna, does more than protect us during her Night; she keeps us safe from things that live beyond the veil of reality, things that we ponies see only glimpses of in our dreams.”
- Grayscale, 23rd year of the new age.
“Grayscale, one of the first century’s most prominent artists sought the council of Princess Celestia for the piece copied here. It is the last in a line of pieces capturing moments of our beloved monarch’s life. This particular piece has received criticism for its portrayal of Celestia covering behind the Princess of the Night, Luna. Princess Celestia has personally objected to having it changed to portray her in a more positive light in the past, but was not reached for comment by the time this book was published.”
Twilight looked back at the painting and she did notice that Celestia was standing behind Luna, while it was her horn that illuminated the pair; Luna’s face was calm while Celestia’s head was bent away from the veil. Twilight levitated the book up and observed the incredibly detailed expression on their faces. Luna had her eyes fixated on the wall of dark fog in front of them and delicate brushstrokes of light blue went from her glowing horn and disappeared into what Twilight assumed be the “Veil of Night” that the piece was named after. Celestia on the other hand had her head turned away from the wall and the one eye that was not obstructed by her ethereal mane was shut tight. It was like Celestia didn’t even want to be there, but couldn’t live with the idea of having her sister work in the darkness surrounding them.
“Apart from that painting in the Canterlot art museum, along with what is said in that book she let you borrow, there is no mention of this “Veil of Night” anywhere. The only other thing I found about it was a royal decree banning all research on the “Veil of reality”, dated a mere week after Nightmare Moon’s banishment.” Kamos blurted out in his silky voice. Had the zebra done all of this research in the time between when Princess Celestia sent him to protect the elements, or had he known of Fenrir before?
“So, you are suggesting that whatever is possessing Fenrir came from beyond this veil? What made you jump to this conclusion? I only suspect he’s possessed because he seems to know more about us than he should.” Twilght asked, while flipping through the book she had almost forgotten she had. The “Veil of Night” was one of the few paintings that didn’t have a story about the princesses or of old Equestria accompanying it. She could also see how the artist’s style changed from the style reminiscent of old equestrian tapestries into a brilliant meld of realism and surrealism, giving his paintings a dream-like quality. She made a mental note to research the artist further in the future.
Kamos looked Twilight in the eye for an uncomfortable moment, before tapping his hoof on the floorboards three times. Twilight was about to ask what he was doing when she heard the hum of magic around her. She twirled her ears until she located the source of the noise. There were three unicorns standing at the edges of the room, wearing enchanted cloaks that made them hard to make out. It was too late for her to do anything but brace for whatever was going to happen and give Kamos a dirty look. Kamos raised an eyebrow as the three unicorns finished their spell and a dome of magic rose from the ground to cover Twlight and Kamos. The three unicorns raised their hoods again and trotted out of the library as mere blurry figures.
“I apologize if you misunderstood my intentions just now, Twilight Sparkle. What I intend to tell you is as classified as things can get in your peaceful diarchy, so I decided to take measures against eavesdroppers. Both of us can walk out just fine, but not a single entity can see or hear us from the outside.” Kamos calmly stated in his silky and deep voice. Twilight had been surprised and frightened twice in the span of ten minutes, so she was kind of frantic and seriously contemplating hurting the zebra stallion. At least the zebra didn’t seem to be doing it for his own amusement, but Twilight suspected that it was on purpose.
“How would telling me about Fenrir be considered treason? He’s a war criminal… isn’t he?” Twilight was not sure if she could stomach the idea of Fenrir being a misunderstood hero.
“Fenrir is a beast that served Nightmare Moon in the war a thousand years ago, of that I am sure, it is the source of his newfound intelligence that is in question. I do not know the exact nature of the mind inside the beast, but I do know who summoned it and that it came from beyond the veil, the one in that painting.” Kamos stated and the silky tone of his voice and his professionally stoic demeanor while saying it convinced her. She was beyond suspecting Kamos for palying mind tricks on her; everything he’d done made sense, if what he was about to tell her could be considered treason.
“Who would help Fenrir by summoning Celestia knows what to guide him? Who would do that? Why?” Twilight couldn’t hold her questions back. The adrenaline running in her system and the whole “cloak & dagger” thing Kamos was so adamant about had excited her too much. Kamos looked at her like a disgruntled teacher would look at an overactive foal acting up in class and Twilight found herself mouthing a sorry before deflating.
“Princess Luna was sent to deal with the open gates of Tartarus when Discord was released. I was chosen to accompany her and aid her in resealing the gates. We were about done wrangling up the beasts with the help of Luna’s magic when there was a howl from beyond the open gate. Fenrir was tearing through the beasts we had already sent back and the ones we had gathered outside doubled their efforts in trying to get away. Luna had to stop and concentrate on keeping her shield up, since there was no way we could stop all of the beasts from getting to settlements if they ran wild in every direction. We could do next to nothing with Luna’s shield protecting the beasts from us, as much as it was protecting us from them. Fenrir didn’t care about the beasts, he made a straight line toward Luna and most of the other beasts scampered out of his way, he tore through those who couldn’t.” Kamos was about to continue, but Twilight raised a hoof to ask a question.
“So, Discord did open the gates? Fenrir wasn’t lying about that? If you were there, why didn’t you send Fenrir back with everything else?” Twilight was getting agitated at the story Kamos was telling. Here she had been beating herself up for not checking if all the beasts were in Tartarus when she had lead Cerberus back to the gates, when Kamos and Princess had been there before to do just that.
“I’m getting to that, calm down.” Kamos sat down on his haunches and motioned for Twilight to do the same. Twilight was starting to dislike the zebra’s overly detached and calm demeanor. After seeing how he knew how to stop a unicorn’s spell and that he had Celestia knows how many ponies ready to do his bidding, it was hard not to think he was scheming something. After a moment of contemplation Twilight did set her haunches down and relaxed her shoulders. She sat exactly like the zebra, with her haunches on the ground and her front hooves straight, keeping her up. It was an uncomfortable way for her to sit, but she didn’t want to look up to the zebra.
“As I was saying; Fenrir was tearing through Tartarus’ residents to get to Luna and there was little to nothing for us to do to stop him. He stopped just as he got to the edge of the shield Luna was keeping up. The other beasts were running back into Tartarus, so Luna was starting to regain her senses. The shield fell when they locked eyes and I was prepared to stop Fenrir from attacking, but to my surprise Fenrir only took half a step toward Luna before collapsing on the ground.” Kamos stopped his story and averted his eyes for a moment, as if trying to think of a way to continue the story.
“You must understand that this was not the Fenrir you know now. He was not a beast of the Dark in his prime. He was a beaten and scarred beast that had survived in Tartarus for a thousand years by his own power. He was obviously on the brink of death, but Luna ordered the unicorns in my squad to help her heal him. She was frantic and desperate and it looked like she didn’t know why. My squad had one dedicated healer and he specialized in equine physiology, so there was little to no chance of saving Fenrir’s life.” Kamos stopped his story again and locked eyes with Twilight for a moment. He must have been good at reading ponies, since Twilight was starting to realize why Kamos telling her of Fenrir’s origin would be considered treason.
“It was Luna? Are you saying that it was Luna that summoned whatever is inside Fenrir? Why would the Princess go through so much trouble to save something that killed so many ponies?” Twilight bounced up and started pacing at the edge of the dome they were in. She had met Luna, she had seen how removed she had become from ponies, but would she favor a remorseless killer over the welfare of her subjects? Would she really be that desperate to save something she knew from her past, even if it were a killing machine?
“No... No, you’re lying. You’re trying to trick me with all of this cloak and dagger stuff you’re pulling! There’s no way Luna would let something like Fenrir run free. She… She’s awkward; she gets depressed when foals run from her! She thought screaming at people was the norm, for Celestia’s sake! She’s one of the kindest ponies I know, so why would she heal a killer and then just let it go on its way?” Twilight was panting heavily, still pacing on the border of the dome they were in. She couldn’t understand what Kamos was telling her. It was unlikely that he would go through so much trouble just to lie to her, but accepting it as truth was rather hard. She was hyperventilating, she needed a paper bag, she needed to calm down and think about this.
“I cannot speak for her highness, but I believe that is the problem; she is too kind, she couldn’t watch an old compatriot die. Fenrir fought through a sea of monsters just to collapse at her hooves. I must admire such fierce loyalty, as a sworn knight myself.” Kamos stayed prone in his strange sitting position, watching Twilight freak out with no indication of being amused. That fact alone helped Twilight calm down a little faster.
“Why are you telling me this? Even if I know where Fenrir’s intelligence came from, I still have no idea how to stop him, or if I should. Knowing what you’ve told me only makes things more complicated!” Twilight’s head was spinning from this new vague and unhelpful information. Luna had made Fenrir into the manipulative and temperamental beast he was now by summoning spirits from beyond this reality. From how Kamos told the story, Luna had done it with the best of intentions, but Twilight just couldn’t come to terms with the thought that a Princess would let their feelings cloud their judgment so completely.
“The Elements of Harmony were made to stop war and discord. From all that I’ve seen, Fenrir is a veteran of that forgotten and bloody war; the only question is if he’s still fighting and what side he’s on…” Kamos stood up from his prone sitting position and took a few steps toward the edge of the dome, before stopping just at the edge. “He is haunted by violence and anger, The Elements of Harmony are the only thing that has even the slightest chance of saving the little there is to save in him… I sincerely hope you succeed.”
Kamos walked out of the dome they were in and Twilight watched Spike jump a few feet in the air at an unfamiliar zebra stallion suddenly appearing in the library. The dome they were in concealed them from view, along with protecting them from eavesdropping. The fact it took three unicorns to cast a dome that small spoke for the potency of the spell and Twilight was tempted to stay in the dome and see how long it would last, but seeing how Kamos was physically holding himself back from hurting Spike made her step out regardless.
“Spike, calm down, I’m fine. This is Kamos, the royal gua –“ Twilight started to introduce the zebra to the thoroughly shocked Spike, but Kamos interrupted her.
“Kamos, Knight of Luna, in charge of guarding your insane pink friend.” Kamos introduced himself and nodded to Spike before trotting towards the door. He spoke as he paused in the doorway, without turning to face them. “Consider who you share this information with, Twilight Sparkle.”
Kamos closed the door carefully behind him, making barely any sound. Twilight only then realized that it was the first time she had even heard of a royal knight. It wasn’t like she was unfamiliar with the structure of the guard, her brother was the Captain of the Canterlot guard and he didn’t have a knighthood. Did this mean Kamos was a knight from outside the guard? The fact that he had subordinates hinted toward him having some genuine authority.
“Twilight, why were you invisible?” Spike asked, obviously still shaken from the experience of having a frightening zebra stallion just appear in front of him. Twilight turned to Spike and considered if she should tell Spike what Kamos had revealed. If things with Fenrir escalated, then having a baby dragon telling everypony that it was Luna who set Fenrir free would spell trouble. Luna had been well received as the other part of the diarchy, but if it came to light that she had let a dangerous beast from Tartarus go free, solely because of nostalgia… as much as Twilight had learned to value honesty, that seemed like something that would do more harm than good.
“Kamos just had something important to tell me and didn’t think a Pinkie promise was enough to keep it a secret. Plus, he showed me a pretty nifty spell.” Twilight answered the dragon and hoped he would drop the subject. She would tell the other Elements about Fenrir’s origins, but she didn’t want to burden a baby dragon with such a secret. Spike glanced at the point in the floor Kamos and Twilight had appeared from and nodded his head.
“Sure, that was pretty cool, I guess.” Spike contemplated, not paranoid enough to question why a zebra would go to such extremes to hide something. Spike then waddled off to continue his chores, knowing that Twilight was safe calming him considerably. Twilight suddenly disappearing while such strange things were going on with Fenrir and the Princesses must have frightened him. Twlight busied herself by cleaning up the remnants of her now useless research while she wondered who she should tell first and how much they needed to know. She didn’t like that she even had to consider hiding something so big from her friends, but it was the least she could do, taken the risk Kamos was taking by telling her into account.
Fluttershy
Fluttershy dropped the gooey feline into the bath smelling of the flowery shampoo the spoiled cat enjoyed. She then worked her hooves into her soaked fur and tried to work out most of the gunk before bringing out the brush. Opal continued to cast an absolutely furious glare at the huge grinning canine lying at the edge of the clearing her cottage was built on. Fenrir looked relaxed and content with what he’d done and Fluttershy had to wonder how much of that was just to aggravate Opal. Fenrir was nice for a carnivore, but he had the habit of intentionally aggravating others for his own amusement.
“It’s fine, Opal; you’ll be all clean and as fluffy as ever in no time… I’ll even give you a fish, just don’t tell Rarity.” Fluttershy leaned forward and caught the suspicious glance Opal gave her, but then felt the cat relax under her hooves as she regally nodded her approval to this bride. Fluttershy started humming as she worked her hooves gently into Opal’s fur. It was a simple melody she had heard somewhere, but she could still feel Fenrir’s aggressive aura lessening as she continued with her task. Fluttershy had noticed that it was a predator thing, they had an aura around them that caused other animals be wary of them. Of course, any competent predator could hide it completely, but it was mainly used as a way to drive away other predators without actually fighting them. Fenrir had the habit of using it when he wanted to make a point, so other ponies were frightened of him without knowing why.
“Fluttershy, I need to tell you some – What happened here?” Fluttershy turned to see Twilight Sparkle standing on the pathway leading to her cottage, examining the gooey liquid Fenrir had spraed on the ground, and onto poor Opal. Fluttershy watched as Twilight poked the pool with a hoof and then feverishly tried to wipe the goo off of her hoof. She couldn’t help chucking a little at the display.
“Oh, it’s just that Fenrir came over and he had a little… accident. Poor Opal happened to be caught in the spray and I’m just cleaning her off… You shouldn’t step on that.” Fluttershy kept working her hooves in Opal’s fur and could feel how the warm water was rinsing away the slime. Twlight looked from Opal, to the pool on the ground and then to Fluttershy. There was a grimace and a deep blush on Twilight Sparkle’s face, like she had witnessed something thoroughly disgusting and personal. Well, you could say it was both less-than-appetizing and personal, but it still didn’t warrant such a look of disgust. It was a natural process every living thing went through, after all.
“No, Fluttershy, you have to understand; things like this don’t just happen by accident! He came here on purpose and… and… did this! This is sick, this is wrong on so many levels, Fluttershy!” Twilight Sparkle was obviously agitated and Fluttershy couldn’t understand why. It was a perfectly normal process of the body that every animal experienced, even ponies. Fluttershy glanced where Fenrir was resting and saw the amused grin back on his snout. As much as the sight of his fangs unnerved her, it was nice to see him happy. There had been a strange air of melancholy about him when he appeared earlier. The whole time he had been there Fluttershy had the impression that he was expecting something bad to happen.
“Well, he had been locked in Tartarus for so long. It’s not unheard of to be… sensitive after being exposed to so many things that could excite his condition.” Fluttershy calmly explained as she hoisted a pail of water over Opal’s head. Almost all of the slime had washed off already, it looked like she only needed to rub a few stubborn spots and rinse the cat to be done. Twilight Sparkle still looked disgusted, for some reason.
“He had his accident all over Opal? How do you not see how sick that is, Fluttershy? Not only is he overtly aggressive and antagonistic, he’s a per –“
“I don’t understand how a simple sneeze could get you so fired up…” Fenrir growled out from his shadowy spot. Fluttershy noted how Twilight Sparkle’s blush deepened and how Fenrir’s grin grew even wider. Fluttershy didn’t understand the situation and decided to focus on rinsing off Opal. “Or could this be a humorous misunderstanding of some kind, hmm? Whatever you thought I had done to warrant such a reaction, I wonder…”
“Don’t make this into a thing, Fenrir. We both know what I thought and that I had every reason to think it, so drop it… please?” Twilight Sparkle interjected before Fenrir could say another word. Fenrir growled low and raised his head, probably trying to imitate a groan. It was strange how pony-like Fenrir’s mannerisms were, but Fluttershy didn’t think it was something she should call the canine out on. He was probably doing it to fit in; he had already proven to be intelligent enough to pick up on things like that.
“Oh, but it would have been so awkward and hilarious if I were to blurt it out when you were trying to deny thinking of such things… you just had to ruin it for the audience, didn’t you? Well, I can’t blame you for being clever enough to sidestep such an obvious set up, but you could have humored me.” Fenrir’s eyes trailed off as he was talking to Twilight and he suddenly barked out in laughter. Fluttershy could feel Opal tense under her hooves and she could feel Fenrir’s aggressive aura return in full force. Fenrir kept on laughing, but it turned into something more along a pained howl after a few seconds. He got up on his paws and walked away from the two ponies frozen in place.
Fenrir walked into the edge of the forest and Fluttershy’s cottage, but then stopped. He hunched his shoulders and tensed his muscles as his fur stood on end. Fluttershy expected him to howl out his aggression, but she could only hear the great wolf muttering to himself. She couldn’t make out the words, but the tempo of the words was strange nonetheless; it was like he was answering his own questions, just in different tones of voice.
“Is the audience you mentioned the other spirits from beyond the veil? What is your goal, why would you torment Fenrir?” Twilight Sparkle confidently stated, placing her hooves firmly on the ground and staring at Fenrir’s great form, waiting for him to acknowledge her question. Fenrir stopped muttering and stood completely still at Twilight’s words. Twlight took a defiant step forward and raised her voice. “Why would you come to us? Why would you claim to seek our help, but constantly go against us? Tell me, is this all just a game to you?!”
Fenrir didn’t snap at them, or immediately question what Twilight was accusing him of, which was strange, but still nothing she would put past the strange wolf. He had acted unexpectedly before, just to get under their skin. Fenrir did turn around and Fluttershy was even more perplexed at what she saw in his big yellow eyes. Her special talent made her especially keen to any changes in a mood of an animal and she had become quite good at discerning those moods and the little signs of them. Right now Fenrir looked fatigued, as if he was in pain and trying to ignore it, like many predators were inclined to do, but he also had a glint of playfulness in his eyes. The unnerving snarl that showed just a little too much fang was back, as well. Fluttershy was more than a little confused and frightened by these signs.
“Mors lupi agnis vita.” Fenrir sat down on the ground after growling out this strange mix of words. Fluttershy thought that his translation spell was broken again, but the fact he was still smirking told a different story.
“Stop playing with me! You can only speak because of my spell, so stop speaking nonsense on purpose and answer my question!” Twilight took another step forward, but Fenrir stayed in place. Fluttershy was surprised, and kind of proud, that Fenrir hadn’t tried to intimidate Twilight into backing down.
“Why should I? Why do I have to enforce your prejudice? Why should I belittle myself, when all those who fell before look to me, as stars in the sky, beyond the blazing sun?” Twilight flinched as Fenrir glanced up at the blue sky and grimaced. Fluttershy hadn’t expected for Fenrir’s kind to have their own version of the afterlife and it seemed like neither had Twilight. “Or do you think I am lying? That I am simply making this up as I go along to have you back off? As far as I understand, your particular element represents trust. Does your trust in your friends mean that you are inclined to distrust me, or any other entity that doesn’t adore you? You lord your golden standard over me and expect me to eagerly strive to gain your –“
“Shut up, Fenrir.” Twilight Sparkle interrupted Fenrir’s speech before he could finish. Fenrir closed his mouth and perked his ears. Fluttershy saw some of the weariness fade from his eyes and be replaced with genuine curiosity. “I know you are only trying to embarrass and aggravate me into either backing down, or responding in a way you could further use against me. I’ve made the mistake of underestimating your intelligence before, but I strive to learn from my mistakes. This is not a debate, Fenrir; this is me asking you a question and expecting a straight answer. I know what you are; I want to know what your purpose here is.”
“Draco Dormiens nunquam titillandus.” Fenrir spoke in that strange language again, but this time he burst out in a barking laughter right after he finished the phrase. Fluttershy could see Twilight grit her teeth at the aggravating canine and Fluttershy wondered if she should step in before either one of them hurt the other. “I never thought I would get to say that to a magical talking unicorn, of all things… but in all seriousness; I see no reason to answer a question you think you know the answer for already.”
“That does not mean I am wrong, Fenrir, and your unwillingness to co-operate only makes you more suspicious.” Fluttershy grabbed the pail of lukewarm water and started rinsing Opal off while keeping an eye on the argument. She thought to have caught a genuine smile replace Fenrir’s smirk for a second, but it was hard to tell with his fangs. It was clear Fenrir enjoyed a good battle of wits as much as a successful hunt, seeing how he had been in a good mood after doing the same thing with Celestia.
“Oh, how very quickly you have learned the art of manipulation, Twilight Sparkle. I would be proud, if it weren’t so aggravating. It’s too bad for you that I have the choice of walking out of this conversation.” Fluttershy was sure that Fenrir’s toothy smirk was genuine as he got back up on his paws and started walking toward the Everfree forest.
“Wha – Fenrir, get back here! You can’t just walk away!” Twilight screamed at the smirking wolf, who had already turned his tail to them.
“I can and I will! Watch out for stuttering wizards with two faces!” Fenrir howled over his shoulder without looking back at them. He let out another fit of barking laughter at this strange proclamation. Twilight Sparkle was left there, working her jaw and obviously furious at the canine. Things obviously had not gone the way she had envisioned them.
“So… umm… What was it you wanted to talk to me about, Twilight?” Fluttershy asked, trying to detach Twlight from the situation. By the look Twilight gave her, the question had the exact opposite effect. Fluttershy retreated into her mane and whispered out an apology under her friend’s furious glare. She saw Twilight Sparkle’s form deflate, even through her mane and could hear her groan out her frustration.
“Just dry off Opal, Fluttershy... I’ll go put some tea on and we can talk this over a nice, soothing cup of tea… sweet psychotropic tea…” Twilight Sparkle muttered as she started to trot toward Fluttershy’s cottage.
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Is the whole chapter supposed to be centered?
Awesome an Update
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Nope. Refresh, I fixed it.
2219265 Much better!
Huh, seeing those quotes makes me want to eat my own textbooks.
Horrid translation aside (I would love to help you) I am glad to see the update only a day after I was introduced to this and I am awaiting the next one.
Fucking awesome
2219178 I actually think that it was all the more easy on the eyes because of it
WOOT!! Awesome chapter. I hope you can write the next one bit more quickly but I understand if the enthralling ways of our shared mistress keep you from doing so. I've been fighting a losing battle with her for years but she keeps giving new gifts of temptations that distract me from doing anything productive. *listens to the wind* Ah...I hear her call....no rest for the wicked, eh?
Once more, I am thoroughly amused.
Though I'm pretty sure that it's, "The death of the wolf is life to the lambs."
Oh for buck's sake, just kill the god-damned wolf already!
This is just like every other 'villains-r-awesome' fic around here. Make the good guys morons so the bad guy wins.
Celestia and Luna, were they as dark as you have tried to convince me, would not have hesitated for an instant to kill him! '
Especially not Celestia! You tell us that she killed all the other wolves, then why hadn't she killed Fenrir? You expect me to believe she exterminated all the young ones, but left the largest and most powerful, most bloodthirsty and vicious, alive?!
IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY GODDAMNED SENSE!!! Nothing does!
Luna suddenly believes Discord and accepts his spell?! She just up and decides, "Oh, Discord may have been the most evil thing in our world and tried to kill us all and stuff, but he wouldn't lie to me now!" Just to get back a non-sentient murderous wolf?! She even KNOWS it is almost certainly going to backfire badly, and does it anyway! For a WOLF?! And now there's a bunch of the typical Powers of Darkness trope BS?! My god, I cannot even fathom how anyone can accept one word of this. This is one the sloppiest examples of world building I have ever seen. I've read clop fics that took more care in the continuity and believability of the backstory and character personalities!
I read all of it, because I thought to myself, "Well, maybe it gets better. There has to be SOME logical reason it has so many likes." But no, it steadily degenerates into a pile of self-congratulatory nonsense, the stupid wolf constantly justifying itself with idiotic half-assed rationalizations and the 'good guys', so very predictably, are incapable of coming up with a solid response. I can only assume that readers of good works, such as myself, simply didn't bother reading it as from the description alone it looked to be another poorly plotted HiE self-insert/sadist fic.
Well, frankly, I could mentally CRUSH this intellectually-impaired canine monstrosity with 3/4 of my brain tied behind my back! Even if I believed he could be even this fractionally intelligent, his supposed 'arguments' represent nothing more than the same tired half-witted evil villain cliches and weak-willed illogical diatribe I've smashed to pieces a thousand times!
And let's not forget this story contradicts itself HORRIBLY with regard to his intellect! He was just a beast before the brony's mind was jammed into his head. And suddenly he's a master of debate who can outwit two gods, one of whom has run a country alone for ONE THOUSAND YEARS, after having a more evolved cerebral cortex for all of a couple weeks? HOW IN THE BLAZING BLUE HELLS DOES THAT EVEN BEGIN TO MAKE SENSE?! The brony sure as hell doesn't seem all that bright, so the smarts certainly didn't come from him! He just decides, "Hurr durr, I is a wulf and hasta be a bad guy nows." Not to mention that when he does manage to get a word in, it's mostly banal blathering and insensible stuttering. Clearly, Luna must have scraped the bottom of the brony barrel to have the misfortune of latching onto the soul of this mental midget.
You know, there is a reason humans number in the billions and wolves in the thousands: WE'RE STONGER THAN THEY ARE. SMARTER THAN THEY ARE. And yet this wolf, this formerly thoughtless animal, manages to suppress a human mind. I am supposed to suspend my disbelief for a scenario that throws even the semblence of common sense out the window?
That is the end. I cannot stand one more chapter of this affront to literature.
Ooooooohhhhh yes PLEASE!
Hhhmmmm... It occurs to me that, since the two inhabitants of Fenrir's body-- The Beast and The Liar-- are now working together, there is a measure of Harmony within him. The Elements would likely be less-than-effective, as their only use is destroying disharmony.
Great chapter... I'm guessing the veil is television? Ooo, I wonder if 'Nightmare' was just another brony in the same position as our protagonist with the difference of inhabiting Luna rather than Fenrir. Sexy story as always, I look forward to future chapters.
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Your entire argument seems to hang on the assumption that Fenrir is a normal wolf sharing it's body with the mind of a human. He's not. He's a giant magical wolf sharing his body with a human.
You're honestly saying Celestia would kill him, simply because she could? After he had been imprisoned in Tartarus. Was no longer a threat. And had seriously mellowed out by the time she saw him again...Yeah...no. It doesn't matter what a lot of fanfiction portrays her as, she isn't a cruel tyrant ready to banish/kill everything that annoys her.
Fenrir/Unnamed Human could be lying. In fact, he probably is lying. Fenrir calls the human mind "Liar" after all. And he's not constantly winning in those little arguments he starts, no one is able to form a comeback because he's a giant fucking wolf. And they've seen what happens when he gets annoyed. He killed a dragon. You're telling me you would honestly go up to...say, a champion boxer known to go crazy if provoked, and provoke them?
I'm going to assume you skimmed, because they explain nearly everything you are confused about.
2219943 Nothing has contradicted his claim that Celestia killed the wolves. In fact, Celestia and Luna all but openly confirm it.
And yes, I've seen what he can 'supposedly' do... which, if I were to accept it is all the more reason Celestia should have killed him. In fact, I find him stupidly and inconsistently over-powered. A Gary-Stu villain with no legitimacy or internal believability.
I am expected to cast aside the notion that this thing was slaughtering wantonly under Nightmare Moon's command... and Celestia just gave it a pass?
Given that this version of Nightmare Moon's revolution is far more brutal than what we are are told in the show, I cannot even believe that Celestia is being as forgiving as she is to Luna.
This story has the same failure I've seen repeated hundreds of times: Making the background history FAR grimmer than canon, while adjusting nothing of how that would alter the present. History is interconnected. With entire segments of the past changed, the present MUST look different. If ponies had to fight battles, these 'helpless herbivores' would be more warlike and less fearful.
The story also overlooks the fact that the griffons have lands of their own. And that GRIFFONS ARE ACTUALLY PRETTY STRONG. It ignores everything in the show about dragons. They don't even bare a resemblance to their steel-strong scales, which can be immersed in LAVA without taking any damage in the show.
And the supposed twists are about as clever as anything M. Night Shyamalan has vomited up in the past years.
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LOL just saying. When you see someone like that you NEVER respond to them. People who type stuff like that leave out everything but the main points. When you argue against them they pull out the points they missed or couldn't get to and back you into a corner.
I've actually done this several times. It's called debate.
Trust me...don't respond. Leave it be. He'll make you REALLY mad because he feels strongly about this. Hell I'm inclined to believe him too. I've seen him a few times before this and he brings up really good points while ranting.
I think you also may have taken personal offence to this. I however like how you presented your facts! :D Very well organized rebuttal! But it didn't have enough for a solid counter arguement :(. That's more because you accidently opened up a door to another problem. It's like trying to create a dam...
If you build a wall here...the water will flow around it. When constructing a counter arguement, bring up as many topics as you can. Mainly the ones that you KNOW and believe the person has a problem with. Then you relate by agreeing with them on some level. (let's be honest, the villain is a little OP, even though its on purpose)
This not only makes the conversation dial down from a raging rant to a civilized discusion. But the author is then able to read it without blowing off the rant now that the points are being calmly stated. Remember. You're NEVER doing this to defend the story, but to make it easier to read for the author ;P
2220201 words of the wise right here, too bad they are outnumbered by stupidity in the world
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Help might be needed, but now I'm inclined to just leave it... Fenrir isn't necessarily right all the time and he doesn't have anywhere to check his facts, so he could very well get simple latin quotes wrong... he's kind of smart and he definitely is manipulative, but he's not without fault.
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Ahem, I'll just say a few things here and let you get back to your... whatever it is you do.
I am not saying that Celestia killed his pack, Fenrir just assumes it. The brony avoided bringing that subject up, because Celestia would probably deny it. I believe the pack he left behind migrated somewhere else during the 1000 years he was gone.
Luna was in quite a bit of emotional distress when Discord came to her, is how it makes sense.
Okay, those are the points I think you didn't get wrong on purpose. Good day to you, sir.
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Thank god, I though you'd never leave. There's nothing worse than an egotistical critic with too much free time.
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I'd let you hold my hand while I show you the good in the world. But I'm afraid I'm too far
So I'll leave you with the knowledge that every man is just angery or paranoid. Show kindness to them and they will show you a new faith!
Faith in man.
Hmm, I wonder how Rainbow Dash will take this, being the Element of Loyalty. Will she understand that Loyalty is also something the other side has or will she just not care. I think it will be the latter but we shall see.
2222312 I am a REAL critic, one who doesn't merely nod his head like a bobble-head doll and clap with vacant applause. I was given some responses, and they do not make any sense given the Princesses' responses to the claims.
I went back and re-read the part. It is extremely convoluted.
Having two minds in one body is never an easy thing to pull off convincingly even for experienced published writers. Having this take place where one was supposedly a beast who just gets a mind for the sake of plot convenience does not exactly lend itself toward credibility.
2221994 Looking at this argument from an outside perspective and your response to it, I'm inclined to agree with most of his points. I am removing this story from my follows and voting down. I might pic this up again if its flaws are addressed but until then you have lost a viewer. I am very sorry about this but I can't continue reading when you return a person who is taking time to give you his/her genuine feedback with behavior better suited to fourchan
awesome chapter like always
2222010 I understand, and to be honest the majority of the tiny percent of the population speaking Latin and English are most likely not bronies, I doubt it will be an issue and I don't expect someone who is not fluent to go through the trouble of getting correct grammar.
Anyways, I enjoyed this chapter. I hope that things settle down so you can write more often, I'll be 'patiently' waiting till then.
Good thing I don't write fanfics, or by the time the 19th of this month came, I would stop writing forever. THE GAMEZ THEY ALWAYS CALL YOU BACK.
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When you say "flaws" you mean the parts of the story I thought up that you don't like. That's all the other guy was doing, mind you. Pointing out things he didn't like about the story and how I should change it, to suit HIM. You are not forced to read what I write, you are not even forced to like it and I'm sure as hell not in any way inclined to change it to suit you preferences.
Also, what you call and what you probably think is genuine feedback, it's just bitching. Pure and simple bitching about something he doesn't like. I could take the time and effort to explain to him how I molded the world of magical talking ponies to be slightly different, to suit my story, but if he can't bend his mind around the hints and downright explenations I've written in there, then fuck him.
I do this for the joy I get from writing, I like the act and I like thinking up scenarios and characters. I am not here solely for your amusement, so fuck you, good sir. If you don't like my story, then get the fuck out and read one of the thousands of other fanfics on this very site. I welcome feedback, even when it's not all positive, but fuck you and all your fucking pets if you think I'm going to change any fucking thing, just because you don't like it.
Rant over, have a good day.
2240449 First of all I would like to apologize my words were out of line and ultimately fruitless in retrospect. My only excuse is this I was partially intoxicated and I had been dealing with Internet trolls all day so when I saw that image in your post it got my hackles raised again. Again I apologize for my words and actions I'll try to think about my posts more in future. As for my agreement with him, I think I didn't get my thoughts across exactly I don't agree with everything he said but I do agree that the Characters on the ponies side seem to be given a bit more of the idiot ball with the exception of Twilight. If that's all part of your plot then I retract my statement. I did enjoy the story up to this point so it was really a combination of bad circumstances that led to my comment. I still look forward to more from you and as I admit I'm in the wrong I'll place you back on my follow again. Once more I'm very sorry about that.
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I had more against the manipulative way you said you might pick the story up again if I were to change it. I admit that my story is not without flaws, but just going around writing long rants all about how they don't like the story and just insulting my character because of personal preference and his view on the way the FICTIONAL world of magical ponies worked, like the other guy did, is just rude and aggravating. I was more responding to both him and you when I wrote that, but was too lazy to include his comment in the reply.
Okay, I'm not going to rant about that. Bottom line is that my rant was a little more strong-worded than necessary and I hope you and your pets are not terribly offended. I still stand by what I said, but I respect your oipinion if you decide to downvote the story when the endgame is all played out. Also, alcohol was running through my veins when I decided to rant.
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What comes out then? Bioshock Infinite? Gears of War: Judgment? I know that Revengeance came out already and Tomb Raider should be in stores about this time... damn, games I should play be backing up on me...
2243267 Yeah my bad, Though I have to say that this is the first time I've hear of Alondro so he's not my pet and I don't like anyone suggesting that I have them or am one. Agreeing with someone even if they're in the wrong doesn't mean you're plotting to wreck things with them it just means you've made a mistake. And yes I apologize for acting manipulative if I was going to do that I may as well have just done and not said a word.
2243286 Gears of War: Judgment comes out then it does, I swear, if it's not broken like Gears 3, ima play the hell out of that before they do break it.
But i'll always leave some time for Ponies, I just feel terrible without them.
Ohhhh man, Twilight coming up questioning Twilight, thinking that the other spirit inside of him is a tormentor. F***** Twilight Sparkle, maybe that's why I hate her.
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I dropped hints about it all the way back in the second chapter, you know, when he goes berserk. If not that, then the section in the thrid chapter where he calls himself the hunter. I didn't outright spell it out, but I'm pretty sure that there were hints about it. eeyup.
Well that passed the afternoon rather quickly...
After reading through the story in one sitting, I have to say that I like it! Sometimes you didn't describe scenes quite clearly (where everyone was standing in relation to each other), but that diminished in later chapters and you reduced the error that makes me cringe physically as well:
1 pegasus, multiple pegasi
1 pegasus guard, multiple pegasus guards
So I'm eagerly awaiting the next chapter
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The veil is more like the fourth wall, which is why PInkie Pie was so quick to notice The Liar inside Fenrir. I thought of it as the barrier that seperates the FiM world from any other fictional world out there, along with our reality.
That would mean that the brony is not necessarily from our reality, just something similar enough... well, not all of him, at least.
Man, I really hate Fenrir for some reason, but I guess you're doing your job right if you make your villains hated and not liked. Needless to say hope this ends with his head on a pike. That's my two bits at this point.
I love it and thank you for updating oh mighty one.
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Might be Fenrir's characterization in the story at this point. At the time I didn't really know how to play the story out, so he came out as barely likeable jackass, with the purpose of milking humorous reactions from the Mane 6.
Now that I do have it figured out, I use that early characterization (I sincerely hope that is an actual word) as a contrast to what he's been forced to become. The wolf calling the human persona "The Liar" should give you some idea as to where the story has progressed, so if it's not your cup of tea, then I will not hold it against you.
... check out a story called "The trancient's detail" The first chapter(s?) not like what happens afterwards, so if you give it that much of a chance, then it's an awesome HiE. The amount of likes and favorites on it is sorely lacking.
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you misspelled it, it's "The Transient's Detail"
btw, when will this story be updated again?
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I'm a lazy sonnofabitch and I keep getting distracted, so... I don't know.
I am working on the next chapter, though, I'm about 4000 words into it and if I break the rest of the story into two chapters, then I might have it out sooner. Plus, it looks like it would be unwieldingly long if I write it as one final chapter...
In short, I don't know, but I am working on it, but I am getting distracted by everything between reading old comics, to new awesome videogames I can't put down.
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Is this a good or a bad thing?
when can we expect an update?
All good and believable with enough suspension of disbelief.......but there is one unforgivable sin, spike character is not consistent, but to be fair he is hardly consistent in the show actually.
Is it just me or does Twilight come of as a bratty child??
no, fat
apple, I feel so as well
hahaha you added him doing that, waw that is the first time ever I read something like that.
well I got that wrong by a long shot.