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*Not a single one. Now that I think about it, you and Flitter are two changelings I'm not afraid of... You're the first of a lot, Brisk!* He replied.
*Th-thanks...* He mumbled. *You're the only pony I've told that understood...*
*Do you... Not want to be one anymore?* He asked.
*We can still die though. Just not by age...* He replied.
(Thanks.) *That we don't die of age?* He seemed to ask.
*Sorry... That tends to happen every hundred or so yea-* He stopped himself. *N-Nevermind!*
Narrowleaf approached Brisk and sat down. "Thanks." He said.
"Huh. I'm disappearing... Must of worked..." He replied, vanishing. The body reverted to his normal state, then burst back to life.
"K-keep... him th-there...! I'm... on my... w-way!" Narrowleaf's soul called, hopping over. "If he's still awake kick 'im more!"
"Brisk! Knock out my body! It's the only way to stop me!" Narrowleaf's soul called out.
Narrowleaf pushed Brisk aside, then ran ahead. *GO AWAY OR DIE, BETA!!* He called.
Narrowleaf turned to attack Brisk and Bolt. *BETA, DIE!!* He seemed to say.
"Hey! You be careful! I need my body to live!" Narrowleaf's soul yelped out.
Narrowleaf's soul sighed. "Fine. I'll just sit here..." His body rammed right through a house, trampling anypony in his way.
Narrowleaf's body growled then went to chase a panicking stallion. "Hmm... If one of you can plant me in my chest....." Narrowleaf's soul mumbled.
Narrowleaf's soul hopped over. "Th-thanks... for... helping... me... g-get here..." He panted.
Narrowleaf's body turned to face Brisk, letting out a earth-shaking roar.
"Not... a... Nevermind. Let 'im go..." Narrowleaf said.
"My body isn't doing what I tell it to do... It has a bloodlust." He replied.
"Hey, guys... I need some help." The disembodied soul of Narrowleaf said.
