Another Fantasy [Concluded]

[RavynRay]

Aurora Feather smiled to herself as she swung open the windows to the small room in her home that held the medicinal herbs she carried to sell. The scent of Ponyville hit her immediately; the flowers grown around the town, the smell of perfumes, the chill on the breeze sending exotic aromas her way. She loved it here, much more than she enjoyed Fillidelphia. Aurora sighed happily before looking behind her to see the pure white fox she had raised since a kit looking up at her. The fox wagged it's fluffy tail as she walked to it and patted it's head gently before grabbing some food for it and pouring it carefully into the bowl. The fox looked at her and trotted happily over to the bowl, reminding her of the breezie she named the fox after - Fae.

Aurora sat at the table once she had finished her own breakfast and looked outside at the bright turquoise house she owned, staring at the one wall she could see that had ivy climbing up the side. Her head turned quickly to the small type writer she kept by the window and began typing.
"Dawn Star looked at the obstacle in front of her, unable to think of how she would get over the mountainous creature that blocked her from the one thing she was after - the Crimson Ewer. The ewer was the only thing able to help her ailing love and without it, she wouldn't have the chance to tell the stallion how she felt towards him," she read aloud as she typed. Fae glanced at her and tilted her pure white head just as Aurora looked at the fox. The mare sighed and put her head on her desk "I know, I know. I've done this one before. Different ponies, different items. I don't know what else to write about, Fae. I haven't felt the rush of adventure lately," she said with a sigh, hoping something worth writing would happen.

[Write Holiday]

Closing the house door behind him, Write Holliday walks outside and breathes in a breath of cool, refreshing air. Ever since he's lived in Ponyville all he can ever think of is how quiet and peaceful the town is. That is of course, when it's not being threatened by a giant huge monster, it's really quite blissful. Well, I have nothing to do today. Wrtie thinks to himself, watching the middle of the sunrise. He was always an early bird, but today he felt something different. Today he felt like he wanted to make a new friend. 

Over the past couple of days Write Holliday has gone from being an outcast to having a couple of close friends, but figured it's time to see what different kinds of ponies live in this quaint town. Alright, where to start. He thinks to himself once more, feeling a chill from the cool wind pass through his coat. I could start at the park, but no pony will be there. Prehaps the town square? No, too many ponies will be there. He looks around and decides to just start walking. 

Ok, so how about- before he can finish his thought his ears perk up. He stands still, almost frozen. Wait, do I hear a type writer? In the residential part of Ponyville? I thought I was the only one that owned one here. I must find the source. He begins to slowly walk around the ally-like road, trading in all five senses in for just one, hearing. 

Suddenly he he hears the ring of the beginning of the next line. That was quick, they must not be a novice writer. Probably experienced in some form or degree. He closes his eyes and walks to the sound. When he opens them again he stands face to face with a door. Well, you wanted a new friend. Let's see how this goes. Raising a hoof and quietly asking celestial for this to go well, he knocks on the door three times. 

"Hello? Is any pony home?"

[RavynRay]

Aurora smiled to herself and looked at her type writer before taking out the sheet of paper she had and tossing it into the garbage can beside her as she placed another sheet of paper in. "Ivy Rose stood in the dark corridor, her dusty rose pelt shining like a beacon in the shadows as she approached the door that stood between her and freedom from this dreaded castle. She had come this far and would not lose it all because some pony refused to let her go," she read aloud, looking to her pet for approval. The arctic fox say at her hooves and nudged her gently in approval as Aurora sighed, walking to her bookshelf and looking over the books she had written.

"Maybe I should write something much different than I'm used to," she thought aloud before a knocking on her door interrupted her thoughts. Usually, a pony would come to the window she had open for ingredients so this was no normal visit to her. She approached the door with caution and listened intently as a pony began to speak. She slowly opened the door and looked at the orange stallion in front of her. "Oh, hi. I wasn't expecting anyone." She spoke quietly, though loud enough for the stallion to hear and opened the door wider. She wasn't sure what this pony wanted but she had no friends, so it was probably best for her to try to make some while she could. "I'm Aurora Feather. You could call me Aurora, if you'd like," she said, looking at the pony as she took in details of his appearance. Her light red violet eyes searched the pony until meeting his green ones.

[Write Holiday]

Write smiles at the pony in front of him. It has been a long time since he met a pony that he could immediately tell was even the slightest bit shy, and it was quite refreshing to see such an honest pony. "Aurora? It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Write Holliday, but you can call me Write if you'd like. I was out this morning and-" Write trails off as he sees the type writer in the house. 

"A-and heard a type writer clicking and clacking and dinging away. You see, I'm an author, and I love writing. So when I heard the writing and thought that another pony might have an interest with writing, I just had to investigate." Write looks at the pony in front of him. Wow, I've never seen a mane or tail quite like that. Not even Rainbow Dash has that scheme of colors. 

"Anyways, I was out looking for something to do and figured that since I'm newer to Ponyville I should get to know some of its residents." Looking in the house he sees a wolf. He falls backwards and regains himself from the shock. 

"M-miss, you uh, you know you have a wolf in your house right? I mean, a wolf wolf. As in a wolf that can, well, do wolf stuff." He can't stop staring at that wolf. It's almost like it can see his soul, his heart, his very exsistance. It doesn't terrify him, but certainly does catch him off Gaurd. 

[RavynRay]

Aurora smiled as the stallion introduced himself and looks back as he looked back, only seeing her type writer. She looked back, listening to him stutter a bit before nodding and tossing her mane over her shoulder. Aurora smiled and nodded. "I'm new as well. In fact, I'm not entirely moved in. I only really brought all my journals and books. And of course, my type writer that you have already heard. I'm a writer as well, you see. Though, lately I've been having problems with finding muse for a new novel," she said, tilting her head slightly and listening to Fae walk up behind her. Write must have caught sight of her fox as he soon falls backwards and starts speaking quickly.

Aurora smiled and moved so that Fae could get a closer look at the stallion. "She's an artic fox named Fae. She's harmless, I promise. Most she'll do is nibble on you. And she means it to be good," Aurora said with a giggle before stepping back to open her door wider. "Would you like to come in?"

[Write Holiday]

"F-Fae? And she's harmless?" Write could tell that the marmeant it. "Oh yeah, sure. Thank you." Write cautiously trots into the home as he watches Fae watch him. A wolf for a pet? This'll be interesting. 

"I'm glad I'm not the only one learning the ropes around this town. And you said you've been having trouble huh? Sounds like writers block to me. I could atleast try to help with that, maybe even get you going on a whole new novel. But only if you want, I know writers have their own ways of getting over things like this." Write breathes in a deep breath in the house. It smells like urbs and soil and natural growing plants in the house itself. Yet, as far as he can tell, there aren't any plants in the home. 

He looks over at a window and sees a separate room that doesn't look like the rest of the house. "Medicine? Do you make and sell this?" He asks, looking into the room. That would explain the aroma. As he turns around he sees Aurora and the house itself. Very nice house. Very, calm. 

[RavynRay]

Aurora looked around her house, a few boxes cluttered here and there but no mess for her to really worry about. "Oh, not writers block, just not sure what to write about. Besides, it's more of a hobby," she said before the stallion looked over into the other room and questioned her.

Aurora blushed slightly before shrugging her shoulders slight and readjusting her wings against her. "I find all the plants and herbs in the forest, then i sell them. I'm sort of an apothecary of sorts," she said, walking into the room and looking at all of the plants she was growing. She smiled at all the plants before turning back to Write. "Please, if you ever need medicinal herbs or a natural cure for something, let me know. My grandmother taught me all I know about plants," she said, taking a small amount of eucalyptus to burn. She looked at Fae as the fox ran into the back of the home, staying away from the ponies. Aurora turned back to the stallion and smiled sweetly, "I apologize, I always burn eucalyptus when I don't know what to write. The minty smell calms me and helps me think."

[Write Holiday]

Write looks one last time in the other room, smelling the air. "Apologize? I love the scent of mint. And the smell of the outdoors in general, it's why I moved here to Ponyville." He watches as Aruora starts a fire with the eucalyptus, creating a smell that makes Write feel at peace. "So writing is a hobby for you? You know, I'm a full time writer. It's my job. If you have any questions, ask away. I'll do my best to help." 

He sees Fae walking around, not really doing anything specific. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you choose Fae as a name? I don't think I have ever heard that name before. And, how exactly did you meet Fae?" 

[RavynRay]

Aurora looked towards the orange stallion and shrugged slightly, "It is a hobby but I've written novels galore and I am working on another right now." The pony then asks why she chose Fae as a name and she smiles slightly as she thinks back on when she first met her fox friend.

"Fae was just a kit when I met her; abandoned at that. I was with my grandmother in Stalliongrad visiting some...that's not important, actually," she said, quickly looking away to hide her sorrowful look. She looked back to the pony once she regained herself and sighed. "Fae was malnourished and hiding behind a trash can, barely able to walk by herself. I saw her and asked my grandmother if we could help her recover. We brought her back to Fillydelphia and she recovered quickly," Aurora paused for a moment and thought about it before smiling. "Thinking back on it, Fae had spent a lot of time with me. We were going to release her back into the wild but the day we tried she wouldn't leave my side no matter how hard we tried. So I kept her. Fae comes from the first character I ever made. A white breezie who helped the hero," she finished explaining, smiling at the memories before looking back at the orange pony and blinking as she gave another smile to the pony.

[Write Holiday]

"Wow, that's amazing. So if it wasn't for you, who knows what could have happened. I commend you Aruora, that's something only a true animal lover could have done." Write begins thinking back to some of his old work early in his carrer.

"You know, that would make a great story. Not even edited, if you can find a way to extend it and add in some interesting fluff, you could make a truly emotional, touching story about a scared, isolated fox and its savior. And it's not like you'd be lying, it's a real event." Write gets lost in thought, one thing leading to another and suddenly begins to think about how animals could possibly telepathically communicate under the radar of their pony counterparts.

"Oh, sorry, got distracted for a second. I'm only saying if you want, it's just an idea I had. Speaking of which, how many novels have you published before? And when did you start writing?"

[RavynRay]

Aurora pauses at the suggestion and looked back at her type writer before buying her lower lip. She flipped her black mane over her shoulder before listening to the question and pausing. Was it safe to trust this pony with all of her stories? And let him know more about her?
Aurora decided it would be better to allow a pony into her life and motioned for the stallion to follow her. She led him to the spare room she had made into a library, one shelf filled with journals, another with novels she wrote, and three more with novels she bought. She had another type writer on a table and several papers beside it, all neatly stacked and kept in order. A chandelier hung in the center of the room, making it seem like part of another house. She turned to the stallion and smiled, using a wing to motion to the bookshelf that held all her novels. "I wrote all of those starting from when I was a filly. None of them were published, thought," she stated, walking to a table under the chandelier and fixing a stack of books that sat on it.

[TigerWolf]

TigerWolf's nose twitched yet again at the strange aroma in the air. 'What is that? It's been floating around all day.' he thinks. TigerWolf being in the water had stopped swimming mid lap.

His wolf pup had apparently taken notice as he felt the pup curiously nuzzling his chest. "Wolfos?" he ask snapping out of his trance." the pup whined and looked him in the eyes.

"Yeah its definitely got to mean something if you've been wondering as well." TigerWolf says. He quickly leaves the water followed by the pup. They shake themselves partially dry.

Tiger then picks up the pup and drops in back in the safety of his Ocean mane. TigerWolf then trots to the edge of the park. His nose leads him to the Residential area of ponyvillve. Wolfos pokes his head out once again. "Double check. It is this way right? I think your nose is better than mine." TigerWolf asks the wolf pup. Wolfos simply barks giving TigerWolf a "go ahead". He nods and trots farther.

Suddenly a familiar voice fills his ears. A shy sort of voice that could only belong to one pony. "I wonder what Write's doing around here..." he says following the voice noticing the smell is also in the same direction.

Thinking that he would look a little crazy using his wolf-like senses to pretty much stalk somepony he looks up. Two houses seemed pretty close together. "Looks likes good time to practice." he says to himself.

Before long TigerWolf was on a roof and watched Write from there to make sure he wouldn't intrude on anything. TigerWolf noticed him having a conversation with an unfamiliar mare. "He looks kinda bus..." TigerWolf looks down again.

The mare he's talking to had something that caught his attention. Her mane had an unusual pattern. Gray against colors that reminded him of something. 'What was it called? Started with an 'A?' Ah forget it.' he says as he hops off of the roof.

He watches his orange friend enter the building following the White mare. Though nopony was around the smell intrigued him still. He slowly approaches the house. There he finds an open window he peers through it and notices all of the herbs.

"So this is the place TigerLilly mentioned. My sister knew about this before me? Wow good going Tige." he says then quickly covers his mouth realizing he had said it aloud. 'Maybe nopony heard me?'

(Before I get all in on this I just wanna make sure I'm not intruding on anything. Don't feel bad to tell me the truth if I am.)

[Write Holiday]

Write gasps upon entering a room. "It's, it's amazing." He says, just on the room itself. The lighting, the walls, the roof, even the floor, it's all so, insperational. "So, this is where you-" He interrupts himself upon looking at the multitude of books that lie on the numerous shelves. 

"You wrote These? And not a singalong one was published?" He asks in absolute disbeliefe. "Aruora, these books, these worlds you have created, these characters and stories, they can't just be sitting here. I mean, I understand recreational writing, trust me, but with this many stories there has to be at least a couple that you can feel ok with publishing." 

"It's just, this is-" He stops. "Hey, did you hear something?"

(Really sorry for the late reply, last few days have been really busy. Back though! And welcome TigerWolf, don't worry, you're all set!)

[RavynRay]

Aurora blushed deeply as she listened to Write talk and quickly turned her head to hide it behind her grey mane. "I-I don't know...I'm not sure any pony would enjoy them. They're pretty ill written." she says, looking up from behind her mane. She listens when Write mentions something about hearing something before Fae starts barking.

Aurora runs into the main room to see Fae barking at another pony. "Fae! Calm down," she says, turning to the pony as she leans down, Fae climbing on top of her head only to slide down to sit between her wings. "I'm so sorry, she's normally so well behaved towards other ponies! I just-," Aurora stops, looking between the stallions blue mane to see another set of ears peeking between his own. 'Oh, that makes so much more sense! He has a pet with him!' she thinks before turning to Fae and watching her eye the ears. "I'm so sorry. She was smelling your pet. Fae isn't used to other pets yet," Aurora finishes, turning back to the stallion and tilting her head to the side to get another glimpse of the ears. She was curious as to what was hiding withing his mane but wasn't about to ask.

Aurora pauses and blushes a deep red before lowering her head and looking at the stallion in front of her, "I'm so sorry! I never introduced myself, and I'm apologizing a lot. Anyway, my name is Aurora Feather. But, please, feel free to call me Aurora." Her ears perk up at the slight growling noise and Aurora quickly turns to look at Fae still sitting between her wings, giving her a slight glare. Fae notices and huffs audibly before laying down on the white mare's back, hiding her face in the mare's feathery mane.

[TigerWolf]

TigerWolf looks down into the shop. It turns out nothing didn't hear him because now an arctic fox stood before him. By the growl escaping her lip it was obvious there was something she didn't like. Before TigerWolf could think about it the fox started to bark.

"Oh great here we go." he says shaking his head. He feels Wolfos shift in his mane and move to his head. Ab white mare comes out and apologizes for her foxes hating it climb onto her back. "It's fine it's fine#" he says calmly hopping she took ye attempt to calk down.

TigerWolf looks at the mare before him. Snowy white pelt with a long mane. It had metallic gray on both sides of a large steps made up of aurora colors. Her eyes were red velvet but in a light shade. She was quite an attractive mare. 'Whoa there TigerWolf. Chill you just met her.' he thinks as a slight crimson color starts to appear in his cheek.

TigerWolf's quick thoughts helped him keep his silvery color. The mare had something about her fox barking because he had a pet. He followed her gaze up to his mane. He felt the top of his head. Or the top of a head. Wolfos has started lying down closer to the top of his head causing his ears to stick out in between his own ears.

The mare lowers her head and introduces herself. "Aurora then. Well, Aurora please don't feel ashamed or embarrassed about anything. Its really nothing to worry to yourself with. It isn't like you made Wolfos move. Wolfos is my pet wolf and the ears you see belong to him by the way." he says feeling the pup slide back down also causing his ears to slip back out of sight.

"And I guess I should introduce myself too huh?" he says chuckling. "I'm TigerWolf. Many ponies know who I am but there are still alot who don't and I talk too much." he says stopping before he goes farther into unneeded detail.