MinkaPyroPanda

Novella opens the door and it lets out a loud, angry -CREEEAAAAK- as if to ward away its intruder. “Well that’s not ominous or anything,” Novella mumbles sarcastically as she steps inside. She leaves the door open, enjoying the breeze. The inside of the house looks just as broken as the outside. The floorboards creak with every step and more than a few are broken. A couch rests against the east wall, a cushion missing and box springs sprouting out like metal flowers. The arm of the couch looks like its been chewed on. The one light in the downstairs was broken and Novella had to maneuver her way around broken shards of the

The sunlight streams in through Novella’s upstairs loft, throwing sun rays in all different directions. A rooster caws loudly outside the window. Novella groans, shaking her head and hiding under her blanket at the invading morning. “Five more minutes,” Novella grumbles. The rooster caws again as if to tell her there isn’t time for five more minutes of sleepy bliss. “Fine, fine I’m getting up.” The light blue mare crawls out of bed, making her way to the bathroom. Her wavy lavender hair really took a beating from all the night-time tossing and turning. It sticks out in all different directions. &#

Green slime oozes from the timber wolves mouths. Their large wooden paws gouge into the earth as they stalk slowly forward. Sugar and Infinity stand outside the cart, one on each side to help protect the young pony children that cower in fear. Chiffon is quickly at work trying to fix the cart. Big Macintosh stands close at hand, helping out by lifting the cart high enough for Chiffon to wiggle under it. He keeps a wary eye on the pack of wolves. The leader of the wolves, the biggest and ugliest of the strange creatures steps forward. It snarls hungrily at the tasty looking ponies. Glowing green eyes narrow as it readies itself for an attack.