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Again, Galatea was easily knocked back by the bigger wolf's strength, his tackle sending her tumbling to the ground. But once more, she got back up, still showing her teeth and growling aggressively. Her muscles tensed as she prepared for yet another attack, a charge to try and return his tackle in kind. But before she could strike, a rock fell from seemingly nowhere and stuck her on the head. It barely hurt, but it was enough of a jolt to bring her to her senses, if only for a moment - long enough to recognize the one that had thrown the rock. It wasn't hard to tell, especially after hearing his remark.

 

With a huff of irritation, she scooped the rock up with her tail, and flung it in Maaebjan's direction. However, it was likely a mistake to do so, as while she was unknowingly satisfying the strange male's desire to "play," she left herself wide open for attack; if it hadn't been made obvious, it was clear that her judgement was clouded when hunger was continuously gnawing at her mind.

Chilly bones noticed this opportunity to take his leave. He got up in a limping motion, and picked up the dead carcass, he looked at the she wolf to see if she was still paying attention to the new trickster. And she was, so he dragged himself away from the scene. He brushed past a new she wolf added to the equation. She was small, much like him but a tad bit smaller. He gave her a glance before walking/limping away, blood dripped down his leg as he walked away with the meal.....His meal.

 

(If any hunters want to investigate, don't fright to do so)

 

Hank got kicked out of his job in canterlot as he looks down and sighs as he looks up at the castle "time to play Celestia a visit." He said as he ran to the castle. Guards saw hank and yells "Get him!" Soon enough guards grabbed hank and drags him to celestia. A guard bows "princess. We got hank! The one that you out a wanted sign up for."

Celestia nodded and waved them off. She then looked down at hank with a questioning face. Edited by Thepumpkinking
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Equinox heard a noise and decided to investigate what was happening. When he arrived he saw a trail of blood. When he observed the area more he saw a she wolf there already. "If it attacks you just run it trough wit the katana Equinox, it is THAT easy, don;t try to shoot it if it gets too close" 


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Lost Flame saw him walk away and she followed. He needed help. She had nursing training cause her mother taught her and let her take the test and she passed. She could still hear her mothers voice in her mind ' Always be prepared' she had a first aid kit not far away from here she followed him.

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Lost Flame saw him walk away and she followed. He needed help. She had nursing training cause her mother taught her and let her take the test and she passed. She could still hear her mothers voice in her mind ' Always be prepared' she had a first aid kit not far away from here she followed him.

Chilly bones made his way to his little hut. It was basically a large tarp held up by a tree and industrial rods. Wasn't the most expensive home. Inside were tables, flowers and herbs laid down on the surface of the table. Nothing seemed like a lethal weapon. Except for a guards pistol. The handle was covered in a brown material, by the scent it was of a dead guard he had to kill. The pistol was fully loaded, as two clips laid nearby. One empty the other half full.

 

As chilly bones walked in he dropped the carcass on the ground in a box that was under a table by the left. He then began to reform to his humanoid shape. His bones popped and his posture angled up as he changed. His face began to reform to its normal self, and wings began to sprout from his back. His legs formed correctly for standing, and his fur disappeared. His hair grew in, short and wavy. He was now in his humanoid form.

 

He stood up, he was only wearing shorts and sandals. His shoulder was covered in lacerations and teeth marks. Blood stained around the wounds and dripped down his chest. He grunted as he messed with herbs. "Stupid insolence of others....can't control their hunger...no wonder why our race is slowly and surely dying.....confounded gods" he said while searching for herbs and minerals through the mess on his table.

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Lost Flame changed back to her natural form, and once she was done. She knocked on what she thought was a door. She was worried about his shoulder. She had her first aid kit in hand just in case. She didn't want him to have to go to the hospital and explain the teeth marks in his shoulder.

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Atlas walked through the forest forgetting about the werewolves. He just whistled and kept a good eye out for any animals that meant him harm. Then he saw something that caused him to stop in his tracks. A trail of blood. Great... He got down to his knees to investigate.

"By the looks it's either pony or Manticore blood" He murmured to himself. "Might be something else though" He looked around and found some wolf tracks. He silently thanked the Earth Pony hunter who had taught him how to hunt. 

"timberwolves. And a strong one too. The tracks are far enough apart for it to be running and he's carrying a whole body. Now to find it and kill it" Atlas may be going home but that doesn't mean he's going to let an animal kill ponies. Even if it wasn't a pony that it killed the timber wolf population was getting a bit high and killing one off wouldn't hurt. He flew ran off following the trail and tracks. 

 

Atlas pushed back some more leaves. He looked onward to see a shelter of some form. Strange. 

"Hello!" He called. He jumped up and creeped to the door his rifle at the ready. 

"Oh sweet Celestia! You alright?" Atlas forgot about the tracks and search for the wolf. He ran up to the injured pony pulling out his medical from his pack. "You look like you got attacked by a werewolf" Atlas said with a laugh. "Name's Atlas by the way. Take this. It's painkillers" Atlas put a pill on the table as he pulled out a rag to clean the pony's cuts.

"What the hell are you doing out here? You need to go to the hospital"

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Patches: The only doctor for the next ten miles

 

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Atlas walked through the forest forgetting about the werewolves. He just whistled and kept a good eye out for any animals that meant him harm. Then he saw something that caused him to stop in his tracks. A trail of blood. Great... He got down to his knees to investigate.

"By the looks it's either pony or Manticore blood" He murmured to himself. "Might be something else though" He looked around and found some wolf tracks. He silently thanked the Earth Pony hunter who had taught him how to hunt.

"timberwolves. And a strong one too. The tracks are far enough apart for it to be running and he's carrying a whole body. Now to find it and kill it" Atlas may be going home but that doesn't mean he's going to let an animal kill ponies. Even if it wasn't a pony that it killed the timber wolf population was getting a bit high and killing one off wouldn't hurt. He flew ran off following the trail and tracks.

 

Atlas pushed back some more leaves. He looked onward to see a shelter of some form. Strange.

"Hello!" He called. He jumped up and creeped to the door his rifle at the ready.

"Oh sweet Celestia! You alright?" Atlas forgot about the tracks and search for the wolf. He ran up to the injured pony pulling out his medical from his pack. "You look like you got attacked by a werewolf" Atlas said with a laugh. "Name's Atlas by the way. Take this. It's painkillers" Atlas put a pill on the table as he pulled out a rag to clean the pony's cuts.

"What the hell are you doing out here? You need to go to the hospital"

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"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa........whoa....." He said turning pushing the air showing he needed the room. "Why is it that suddenly every one in the goddamn universe is on me, first I get attacked, then another bastard appears then this one follows me and now I got another with a gun" he said pulling out a bottle of clear liquid. He pulled the cap off and put the liquid on his shoulder, and quickly slammed the bottle down angrily as the liquid foamed up on the wounds causing severe pain, he bit down on cloth as the pain proceeded. He then took a shirt, ripped it in half, before looking for more supplies on his table. "Stitches.....stitches.....wore and needle..." He mumbled.

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Lost Flame walked in with her first aid kit and said "Who are you?" she asked the guy. He looks like a hunter. But I hope I am wrong cause if I am right than we are in danger. And if he goes to the hospital they will draw blood and they will find out about him being a wolf, she thought.

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The she-wolf let out a yelp of surprise as the same rock came back to drop on her head once more; that was the last thing she had expected. She whipped her head around to view the source of the offending object once more, her glaring golden eyes boring into him. Her muzzle pulled back from her teeth once more as a vicious growl escaped her throat. If there was one mistake that most sane people would not make, it would be to anger a hungry werewolf.

 

Clearly, this male before her was not one of the sane.

 

Now enraged, Galatea somehow managed to break free of the skirmish with the larger male wolf as she charged towards Maaebjan, eyes flashing with blind rage and her fangs at the ready

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Maaebjan did something incredibly reckless at this point. Getting into a sprinter's stance, mirrored her charge, laughing like a lunatic. He drew his jian, holding it in front of him like a spear as he charged.

"LET'S PLAY!!!" he screamed, as his feet dug into the ground, propelling him forward 


"Aren’t we the same? You know, aren’t you carrying the same mindset as I am? Just because you couldn’t bear to lose, you lost your precious partner! You really call yourself a true duelist? You’re the complete opposite of that!" -Weevil Underwood

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Galatea, undeterred by the male's weapon, continued on in her forward charge. Once she was near enough, she contracted the muscles in her hind legs and sprang forward, forelegs outstretched and mouth open wide. If she wasn't able to get a good bite out of another wolf, then a bite out of this male would have to do. Maybe he could be so lucky as to be her next meal.

 

The weapon was a troublesome thing to deal with, especially as she risked impaling herself right on it with such a leap, but she would try to divert its aim away from herself by her forelegs with a good swipe if she could. And if she didn't, well, she was a werewolf; she had a far higher pain tolerance than the mortals that lacked the curse in their blood. As long as no vital parts were struck, she would continue fighting regardless.

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Maaebjan stumbled back, his sword slashing the wolf's the wolf's hind legs and being dropped in the process. As he got up, he grinned madly, licking at blood dribbling from his lip. His own pain, how...refreshing!

"You're cool!" Maaebjan roared, leaping onto the werewolf's back and trying to choke her 


"Aren’t we the same? You know, aren’t you carrying the same mindset as I am? Just because you couldn’t bear to lose, you lost your precious partner! You really call yourself a true duelist? You’re the complete opposite of that!" -Weevil Underwood

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"I have the gut feeling I wandered into something I shouldn't have... I'm Atlas. I couldn't help but notice your friend here is dying and I happen to know a thing or two about first aid" He turned back to the pony. 

"What did you get yourself into? And don't worry about my gun. The only reason I have it because I'm deep in the forest a lot and I've been attacked more than once out there. You're going to need stitches. And something for the pain. I've got a friend who lives near here that can treat you and that'll be be enough to get you to the hospital. Sorry if I seem a little touchy feely but I'm not going to let another pony bleed out if I can help it"


Aloha from sunny and/or rainy Hawaii!

Atlas: The fez-wearing adventurer

Hunter: The resident werewolf

Patches: The only doctor for the next ten miles

 

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The she-wolf moved as well as she could to avoid the swing of the male's sword, but the blade still managed to gouge a considerable cut into her left hind leg. The pain barely hindered her, however; if anything, it helped give a boost of adrenaline, not to mention that the smell of blood sent her ever further into the haze of hunger and anger-induced frenzy. Her body was already going through the motions of preparing another strike, almost before her brain could give the conscious command to do so.

 

But she was interrupted when the male leaped onto her back and tried to get his arms around her neck. She snarled as she tried to shake him off of her back, using almost the same motions a wild horse would when trying to buck an unwanted rider off. Suffocating was one of her lesser worries - for her neck was not so fragile as that of a humanoid - she just wanted him off.

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Maaebjan ignored the pain in his arms, no, welcomed it! He loved it! Maaebjan then decided that since the she wolf had tried to bite him, it was only fair he do the same. Crawling a bit further up her spine, he opened his mouth and crunched down, his teeth aiming to crush the wolf's sensitive ear


"Aren’t we the same? You know, aren’t you carrying the same mindset as I am? Just because you couldn’t bear to lose, you lost your precious partner! You really call yourself a true duelist? You’re the complete opposite of that!" -Weevil Underwood

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"I have the gut feeling I wandered into something I shouldn't have... I'm Atlas. I couldn't help but notice your friend here is dying and I happen to know a thing or two about first aid" He turned back to the pony.

"What did you get yourself into? And don't worry about my gun. The only reason I have it because I'm deep in the forest a lot and I've been attacked more than once out there. You're going to need stitches. And something for the pain. I've got a friend who lives near here that can treat you and that'll be be enough to get you to the hospital. Sorry if I seem a little touchy feely but I'm not going to let another pony bleed out if I can help it"

Chilly bones shook his head. "I got into a fight with a girl, it was over a meal basically, and you know how girls are and their food needs. I tried to defend my nice meal. But she had other plans.....but what can ya do huh?" He chuckled sarcastically. He could smell he wasn't a gifted blood. He then took lavender herbs and threw them into a can, before lighting a match and burning it. Filling the room with the scent. He took the ripped shirt and wrapped it around his shoulder. To stop the bleeding.

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Chilly bones shook his head. "I got into a fight with a girl, it was over a meal basically, and you know how girls are and their food needs. I tried to defend my nice meal. But she had other plans.....but what can ya do huh?" He chuckled sarcastically. He could smell he wasn't a gifted blood. He then took lavender herbs and threw them into a can, before lighting a match and burning it. Filling the room with the scent. He took the ripped shirt and wrapped it around his shoulder. To stop the bleeding.

"Whatever you say. You must be one of those isolationist types. Living off the land and all. Not allergic to morphine are you? This may sting a bit" Atlas gave the injection quickly. "And that's my last one" He said throwing it on the table. "I'm going to need to get more once I'm in town. Come on. I've got a zebra friend, Zecora, who can get you some of the right herbs. She can treat anything from a bullet wound to a cough. You can walk right?" Atlas threw his things back in his bag. "Now how did you really get these cuts? Timber wolf?"


Aloha from sunny and/or rainy Hawaii!

Atlas: The fez-wearing adventurer

Hunter: The resident werewolf

Patches: The only doctor for the next ten miles

 

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"I'm a hunter miss and what are you doing here...with a first aid kit also" He asked. "Are you heading to help someone if so then forget it...the wolves would have gotten his scent and eaten him alive by now" He said as he looked at the blood trail. "Though you may still be able to help him" 


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The she-wolf let out a brief howl of pain when his teeth sank into her ear, and then she redoubled her efforts to throw him off of her back. When she realized that he wasn't going to let go, she resorted to other tactics. She threw herself to the ground, rolling onto her back before moving into an upright position once more. If anything, her considerable weight would at least be uncomfortable with all of it pressed against his relatively smaller frame, and at best it would hopefully force him to release her.

 

If not, she would turn her head around to try and bite at him again. She didn't care if he was trying to retaliate for her attempt to bite, she wanted to sink her teeth into him more than anything else.

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Maaebjan's concentration faltered in his blood lust and he let go, a bit of the ear coming off with it. Spitting it out, he giggled.

"That was fun" he chuckled, dusting himself off and getting up. While bruises mottled his skin, he didn't notice them. "Come at me" he taunted, spreading his stance 


"Aren’t we the same? You know, aren’t you carrying the same mindset as I am? Just because you couldn’t bear to lose, you lost your precious partner! You really call yourself a true duelist? You’re the complete opposite of that!" -Weevil Underwood

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"Whatever you say. You must be one of those isolationist types. Living off the land and all. Not allergic to morphine are you? This may sting a bit" Atlas gave the injection quickly. "And that's my last one" He said throwing it on the table. "I'm going to need to get more once I'm in town. Come on. I've got a zebra friend, Zecora, who can get you some of the right herbs. She can treat anything from a bullet wound to a cough. You can walk right?" Atlas threw his things back in his bag. "Now how did you really get these cuts? Timber wolf?"

"Like I said a girl...three times larger then I" he said holding his shoulder. "I suppose though we can go see this zecora zebra that you had brought up" he explained. "As long as I don't have to deal with anymore girls" he laughed. He wasn't completely lying....at least that's what he thought.

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Galatea stared the male down for a few moments, teeth bared and ears flattened in an aggressive manner; well, she was in a nearly permanent aggressive state at this point, still having had nothing to sate the hunger clawing her stomach. There wasn't much blood from the small part of her ear torn off, but it certainly was sore since that was one of the more delicate areas on a wolf. Nothing she couldn't handle, however.

 

The moment he taunted her, she took up on it, charging at him yet again. Her body was weakening gradually, using energy that was dwindling from both lack of sustenance and such physical activity. But she didn't notice, nor did she care. The adrenaline pumping through her bloodstream was what kept her going physically, her hunger - as well as anger towards this particular individual - being her motivation.

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Maaebjan smirked and clenched his hands. He could teleport....but that wouldn't be fair and Maaebjan liked playing games fairly, it was more fun that way. So he pulled back his fist and readied his leg. As the wolf reached him, his leg snapped upwards, the foot aiming at the wolf's gut. His fist, on the other hand, flew forward, aiming for her face. This action would be considered suicidal by many and it probably was....but Maaebjan liked physical combat


"Aren’t we the same? You know, aren’t you carrying the same mindset as I am? Just because you couldn’t bear to lose, you lost your precious partner! You really call yourself a true duelist? You’re the complete opposite of that!" -Weevil Underwood

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Chilly bones noticed this opportunity to take his leave. He got up in a limping motion, and picked up the dead carcass, he looked at the she wolf to see if she was still paying attention to the new trickster. And she was, so he dragged himself away from the scene. He brushed past a new she wolf added to the equation. She was small, much like him but a tad bit smaller. He gave her a glance before walking/limping away, blood dripped down his leg as he walked away with the meal.....His meal.

 

(If any hunters want to investigate, don't fright to do so)

 

Celestia nodded and waved them off. She then looked down at hank with a questioning face.

hank smiles "hello princess celestia.. why did you put up the wanted poster for me? is there something i did wrong? cause i really didnt.. except for having a crush on you." he said as he blushes and looks down "i dont think you like me back though." he sighs "i should go."


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Scarlett chased the pups back into the house for a meal, for the usual, meat, a werewolf delacy. Table manners are ignored; they were wolves, a species that lived in the wild.

 

As the runts played, Scarlett practiced her archery, Scarlett favored form of hunting, since it was not easy trying to catch swift creatures on paw.

 

Everything had always been peaceful at Scarlett's cottage, living near the Everfree Forest shooed of a lot of visitors.

 

She had lived here for a year and a half, trying to hide amongst the ponies. Though others had, she had never seen her blood as a bad thing. However when hiding, she felt the safest thing to do was be one of the ponies.

 

 

(Now someone go ruin my lovely peace.)

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