|Equestria is at war. The land is plagued by an unending horde of timberwolves that pour out of the Everfree Forest. Cities have fallen, and it seems everypony is powerless to end the slaughter. The call has gone out for all ponies to rise up to defend Equestria. Scootaloo was one of the first to enlist. Can the timberwolves be stopped through military force? By the time they are, will Equestria even be recognizable?|
The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.7The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.7 by Jatheus
"Well, that was a long day," Scootaloo said. “But at least I got to dig a new latrine instead of filling an old one.”
“I thought for sure you’d be on the other end of it today,” Sparklefly replied.
They were sitting atop Scootaloo’s completed work. Her orange coat was saturated with sweat and dirt that had combined into something like salty mud. She was glad that she’s thought to take off her uniform so it didn't get filthy. It was also much cooler to work without it. Her muscles were all weary, but she was so accustomed to such work that she likely wouldn’t be sore.
“Yeah, Radiant Pyre got in trouble for something, so I got to dig a new one instead.”
The orange pegasus stared expectantly at silver for a moment.
“Come on, Sparklefly! You’re an officer. Tell me what he did!”
The lieutenant snorted, “First of all, he’s my superior. They didn’t tell me anything abo
The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.6The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.6 by Jatheus
Duster coughed. His muscles burned all over, his legs felt like jelly, and his head was pounding. His company was doing crossbow training. He had thought that it might be fun; as it turned out, they weren't actually firing them. They were learning to completely tear them apart and put them back together. As much of a disappointment as it was, he was grateful that they were permitted to do this sitting down. He wasn't sure if he could have made it standing the rest of the day. Doff had actually fainted during their previous exercises, twice. They brought a medic each time, and sent him to the infirmary after the second. Locknload seemed incredibly capable with the disassembly of the weapon. He'd have the entire thing stripped apart and then put back together in a matter of minutes. Moonsliver was equally adept at the mechanical workings of the device. Duster had trouble figuring it out.
"Hey guys," Gunnysack whispered. "I heard that new armor is being forged back home in the C
The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.5The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.5 by Jatheus
Entering the cave as quietly as possible, Cloud Blazer could already feel fear tingling down his spine. He just knew that there was going to be something hideous waiting for him; he could feel it.
"Good morning, kids!" a cheerful voice broke the silence.
Cloud Blazer turned to see Mr. Cake standing before the counter from Sugar Cube Corner.
"Carrot cupcakes today?"
"You know it!" a young Scootaloo said.
"Thank you, kindly," Apple Bloom chimed in.
"With sprinkles!" Sweetie Belle added.
"Me too!" Cloud Blazer begged. He felt like a giddy colt.
"Coming right up," Mr. Cake replied. "You'll need to keep your strength up."
"Why's that?" Scootaloo asked.
"Full moon tonight," Mr. Cake said.
The light from the moon poured into the shop through the open door, and Cloud Blazer felt strangely drawn to it. Gazing up at the moon, he had the strangest feeling that there was something he was supposed to do.
"Are you ready?" a voice said from beside Cloud Blazer.
He turned and saw a pegasus m
The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.4The Last Cutie Mark Crusader 21.4 by Jatheus
Sparklefly felt like she was going to be sick. With all of the strength she had in her, she trudged wearily behind Scootaloo. Loud music aside, the victory celebration had been rather tame, but the combination of a lack of sleep and the apple cider had left her feeling horrible. With the food shortages, she had grown unaccustomed to sweet beverages, and the cider on an empty stomach was making her regret the frivolity of the previous night. One cider would have probably been okay, but she’d had five.
“This isn’t the training ground,” Sparklefly observed woozily.
“We’re heading to Java’s.”
“She told me she was opening this morning since nopony got any sleep last night.”
Sparklefly groaned, “You sound far too chipper this morning.”
"Stop being such a baby," Scootaloo teased.
"What did you say?" Sparklefly turned slowly.
"Stop being a baby, ma’am!” Scootaloo tease
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