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# Feral Anon-Part2

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1. >"Oh...oh my!"
2. >Damn it! Did the scent of fresh blood attract more predators?
3. >Rabbit still securely in your teeth, you twist around ready to kill whatever had the guts to sneak up on you while you ate.
4. >Your vision is greeted with the sight of what appeared to be a...yellow...horse?
5. >You shake your head, making sure that your eyes aren't deceiving you.
6. >You'd seen (and ate) plenty of horses in your lifetime.
7. >But never had you seen such a bright pastel colored one.
8. >And were those...wings? What kind of horse had wings?
9. >That rabbit you were eating couldn't have been tainted somehow could it?
10. >Staring down at the morsel still locked in your jowls, the paranoia begins to overflow, so much so that you don't notice the...thing trying to talk to you.
11. >"Um I'm sorry its just th-"
12. >Wait...it TALKS? Good god, when was the last time you heard something talk...IN ENGLISH.
13. >"And I didn't mean to disturb you, but-"
14. >How long has it been...years...decades?
15. >You can't remember the last time you spoke with actual words let alone held an actual conversation.
16. >"It's just that I've never seen a creature like you before and-"
17. >The words it speaks sink into your mind perfectly, but communicating would be almost impossible for you.
18. >There's no way it would understand the gibberish you call language now...
19. >You suddenly realize the yellow thing has been slowly flapping its wings and coming closer to you.
20. >In a lapse in priorities, you drop the rabbit from your mouth and snarl in anger, a warning for it not to approach any further.
21. >The yellow creature stops for a short while, seemingly scared by the blood covering your face.
22. >But that reprieve lasts for only a moment.
23. >Taking a deep breath and seemingly steeling itself, it begins its approach again albeit even slower than before if that was even possible.
24. >For a moment you wonder if you would be better off to just flee, but turning your back on another creature could mean death out here.
25. >A risk you couldn't take.
26. >You growl as loud as possible, trying to make it clear that its not welcome, but it continues undeterred.
27. >"It's o-ok n-n-now, p-p-please don't be scared."
28. >Inching ever closer, it lands on the ground and reaches out towards you with a single hoof.
29. >Enough was enough.
30. >A single second was all it took.
31. >Before it could process what had happened, your teeth had sunken into its outstretched leg.
32. >You don't move, like a pitbull you keep the creature from fleeing in your jaw's vice grip.
33. >Though oddly enough, it doesn't seem to be trying to escape.
34. >Probably already accepting its fate.
35. >Taking the moment to your advantage, you finally focus on its finer details.
36. >It had an unnatural bright pink mane, high pitched voice, and an odd scent that digging into your senses.
37. >An alluring smell that must mean she's female...
38. >She didn't dare move, but you knew the pain must be unbearable.
39. >Your teeth hadn't crushed the bone, but she was most certainly bleeding.
40. >You stared with misguided anger into her eyes as she began to tear up.
41. >She was holding back cries of pain, you could feel it every time she shivered.
42. >Who knows how long the two of you just stared at each other.
43. >But finally the silence was broken.
44. >Barely managing to hear it, you sharpen your ears as they pick up a quiet...whimpering.
45. >"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry."
46. >The unending glare you had been giving her shifted uncomfortably.
47. >She...she was apologizing?
48. >"P-P-Please d-d-don't be mad."
49. >Why...why would she apologize to you?
50. >Something deep inside you couldn't bear hearing that.
51. >You weren't stupid, as wild and crazy as you might be you knew better than to kill a fellow sentient creature.
52. >They weren't prey, no matter how...delicious they might be.
53. >You only killed those that posed a threat to you.
54. >It's just that up until now...they've always been a threat.
55. >A sensation you haven't felt in years begins to gnaw at your insides.
56. >...Guilt.
57. >After taking a minute to think about it, you gently release her from your grasp.
58. >She looks at you in surprise, but that doesn't matter to you at all.
59. >Your attention is still on her leg.
60. >Blood continues to flow down it, though very lightly.
61. >Laying on the cool grass, she's nursing it against her chest trying to relieve the pain.
62. >You kneel down and gently grasp her hoof with your hand instead this time.
63. >Ignoring her startled confusion, you begin licking the wound clean.
64. >She winces from the stinging sensation.
65. >Odd...her blood tastes sweet, much sweeter than the rabbit you were eating just moments ago in fact.
66. >"T-thank you, it's alright now"
67. >You let go of her hoof, she'll have to tend to it herself later.
68. >"When I spotted you for the first time I was very surprised."
69. >You reply with a grunt and begin examining her more thoroughly.
70. >"I'd never seen something like you before."
71. >Ignoring her rambling you begin sniffing every inch of her much like a dog would.
72. >Her body smells similar to honey, the scent getting stronger the closer you get to her flank.
73. >When you follow the scent closer you notice what seems to be....a tattoo of 3 butterflies?
74. >"And I said to myself "You're gonna go welcome him right now missy""
75. >She looks down at the bite wound on her leg and smiles weakly.
76. >"...Making friends can be scary sometimes."
77. >Her mane smells like various flowers.
78. >You stick your nose into it and take a strong breath, etching it permanently into your brain.
79. >Her tail inadvertently tickles you and makes you sneeze.
80. >She giggles at that.
81. >"But you're just a big old softy after all aren't you"
82. >Satisfied, you pull away from her as she tries to pet you.
83. >She smelled interesting, but not quite what you're looking for in a mate.
84. >After a while she notices you haven't said a word and have been staring at her for quite sometime.
85. >"Um I don't mean to be rude but...you...do understand what I'm saying don't you?"
86. >A long awkward silence ensues, followed by a single solid nod, the only answer you give to her.
87. >Completely cheering up as if her leg wasn't still wounded, she sighs in relief.
88. >"Oh thank goodness! For a while I thought I was going crazy again."
89. >Bopping her head jokingly, she giggles and sticks out her tongue shyly.
90. >You don't offer any reply to her statement as she claps her hoofs together suddenly.
91. >"Well...then how about this! We can come to my cottage, its not to far from here."
92. >Ears perking up, you look at her with stern apprehension.
93. >"You can meet all my other friends too, oh they'd be so exci-"
94. >You cut her off before she continue, putting an open palm towards her face.
95. >Shaking your head back and forth you reach down to grab the leftovers of your rabbit.
96. >No matter what, you would never forget to take your meal with you.
97. >Looking at the bloodied mess, you grimace in annoyance.
98. >Who would have thought such a small morsel would end up being so much trouble.
99. >As you turn around to head home you hear a squeak from behind you.
100. >"w-Wait! M-m-my name's Fluttershy! What's yours?"
101. >Not bothering to face her, with a throaty, earthly primal voice you groan.
102. AnOoNnN...
103. >And with a loud snort you proceed to head home.

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>"Oh...oh my!" >Damn it! Did the scent of fresh blood attract more predators? >Rabbit still securely in your teeth, you twist around ready to kill whatever had the guts to sneak up on you while you ate. >Your vision is greeted with the sight of what appeared to be a...yellow...horse? >You shake your head, making sure that your eyes aren't deceiving you. >You'd seen (and ate) plenty of horses in your lifetime. >But never had you seen such a bright pastel colored one. >And were those...wings? What kind of horse had wings? >That rabbit you were eating couldn't have been tainted somehow could it? >Staring down at the morsel still locked in your jowls, the paranoia begins to overflow, so much so that you don't notice the...thing trying to talk to you. >"Um I'm sorry its just th-" >Wait...it TALKS? Good god, when was the last time you heard something talk...IN ENGLISH. >"And I didn't mean to disturb you, but-" >How long has it been...years...decades? >You can't remember the last time you spoke with actual words let alone held an actual conversation. >"It's just that I've never seen a creature like you before and-" >The words it speaks sink into your mind perfectly, but communicating would be almost impossible for you. >There's no way it would understand the gibberish you call language now... >You suddenly realize the yellow thing has been slowly flapping its wings and coming closer to you. >In a lapse in priorities, you drop the rabbit from your mouth and snarl in anger, a warning for it not to approach any further. >The yellow creature stops for a short while, seemingly scared by the blood covering your face. >But that reprieve lasts for only a moment. >Taking a deep breath and seemingly steeling itself, it begins its approach again albeit even slower than before if that was even possible. >For a moment you wonder if you would be better off to just flee, but turning your back on another creature could mean death out here. >A risk you couldn't take. >You growl as loud as possible, trying to make it clear that its not welcome, but it continues undeterred. >"It's o-ok n-n-now, p-p-please don't be scared." >Inching ever closer, it lands on the ground and reaches out towards you with a single hoof. >Enough was enough. >A single second was all it took. >Before it could process what had happened, your teeth had sunken into its outstretched leg. >You don't move, like a pitbull you keep the creature from fleeing in your jaw's vice grip. >Though oddly enough, it doesn't seem to be trying to escape. >Probably already accepting its fate. >Taking the moment to your advantage, you finally focus on its finer details. >It had an unnatural bright pink mane, high pitched voice, and an odd scent that digging into your senses. >An alluring smell that must mean she's female... >She didn't dare move, but you knew the pain must be unbearable. >Your teeth hadn't crushed the bone, but she was most certainly bleeding. >You stared with misguided anger into her eyes as she began to tear up. >She was holding back cries of pain, you could feel it every time she shivered. >Who knows how long the two of you just stared at each other. >But finally the silence was broken. >Barely managing to hear it, you sharpen your ears as they pick up a quiet...whimpering. >"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry." >The unending glare you had been giving her shifted uncomfortably. >She...she was apologizing? >"P-P-Please d-d-don't be mad." >Why...why would she apologize to you? >Something deep inside you couldn't bear hearing that. >You weren't stupid, as wild and crazy as you might be you knew better than to kill a fellow sentient creature. >They weren't prey, no matter how...delicious they might be. >You only killed those that posed a threat to you. >It's just that up until now...they've always been a threat. >A sensation you haven't felt in years begins to gnaw at your insides. >...Guilt. >After taking a minute to think about it, you gently release her from your grasp. >She looks at you in surprise, but that doesn't matter to you at all. >Your attention is still on her leg. >Blood continues to flow down it, though very lightly. >Laying on the cool grass, she's nursing it against her chest trying to relieve the pain. >You kneel down and gently grasp her hoof with your hand instead this time. >Ignoring her startled confusion, you begin licking the wound clean. >She winces from the stinging sensation. >Odd...her blood tastes sweet, much sweeter than the rabbit you were eating just moments ago in fact. >"T-thank you, it's alright now" >You let go of her hoof, she'll have to tend to it herself later. >"When I spotted you for the first time I was very surprised." >You reply with a grunt and begin examining her more thoroughly. >"I'd never seen something like you before." >Ignoring her rambling you begin sniffing every inch of her much like a dog would. >Her body smells similar to honey, the scent getting stronger the closer you get to her flank. >When you follow the scent closer you notice what seems to be....a tattoo of 3 butterflies? >"And I said to myself "You're gonna go welcome him right now missy"" >She looks down at the bite wound on her leg and smiles weakly. >"...Making friends can be scary sometimes." >Her mane smells like various flowers. >You stick your nose into it and take a strong breath, etching it permanently into your brain. >Her tail inadvertently tickles you and makes you sneeze. >She giggles at that. >"But you're just a big old softy after all aren't you" >Satisfied, you pull away from her as she tries to pet you. >She smelled interesting, but not quite what you're looking for in a mate. >After a while she notices you haven't said a word and have been staring at her for quite sometime. >"Um I don't mean to be rude but...you...do understand what I'm saying don't you?" >A long awkward silence ensues, followed by a single solid nod, the only answer you give to her. >Completely cheering up as if her leg wasn't still wounded, she sighs in relief. >"Oh thank goodness! For a while I thought I was going crazy again." >Bopping her head jokingly, she giggles and sticks out her tongue shyly. >You don't offer any reply to her statement as she claps her hoofs together suddenly. >"Well...then how about this! We can come to my cottage, its not to far from here." >Ears perking up, you look at her with stern apprehension. >"You can meet all my other friends too, oh they'd be so exci-" >You cut her off before she continue, putting an open palm towards her face. >Shaking your head back and forth you reach down to grab the leftovers of your rabbit. >No matter what, you would never forget to take your meal with you. >Looking at the bloodied mess, you grimace in annoyance. >Who would have thought such a small morsel would end up being so much trouble. >As you turn around to head home you hear a squeak from behind you. >"w-Wait! M-m-my name's Fluttershy! What's yours?" >Not bothering to face her, with a throaty, earthly primal voice you groan. AnOoNnN... >And with a loud snort you proceed to head home.