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Narrowleaf had to try his hardest not to laugh. "Sorry... V-viking?"
"Whoa. This is... awesome." Narrowleaf said, laughing.
"Pfft... Some friends..." He said to himself, sarcastically. "Ehh... I wish I knew what they're talking about..."
Narrowleaf called out for Bolt, Brisk or Flitter. "Hello!?" He yelled out. (100 pages!! Whoo.)
The wooden stallion rushed back, pointed over a hill, then turned back into the charm. "Wonder what he saw..." Narrowleaf trotted to the hill and...
Suddenly, a stallion made of tree bark rose from the dirt. He saluted Narrowleaf. "Go scout around, look out for any... signs... of trouble..."
"Hmm... This could be fun..." Narrowleaf took a seed from his mane and put it in a small hole, along with the charm. "C'mon... work..." He said,...
"I don't know... Look, that tome... feeds of my energy... I need to lie d-down..." Narrowleaf said through deep breaths.
"I know. I can see their heat signatures sometimes. It gives me headaches, though." Narrowleaf responded.
Narrowleaf opened his mouth. "Ieh uatt uww aut??" Narrowleaf said, showing his teeth.
"What the hoof are you talking about?!!" Narrowleaf called. "I came to help!"
The effects of Narrowleaf's tome wore off, so he tumbled forward. When he stopped hitting the ground, he stood up and cursed.
Narrowleaf stopped. He looked and smelled around, then ran in a different direction. The tome's effect would wear off soon.
Narrowleaf kept charging, unable to control himself. He was after Flitter and Brisk.
Narrowleaf grabbed his tome, opened it, then chanted. As the book disappeared, the moon turned full, and Narrowleaf became pale. "Bye, Bolt."...
Narrowleaf's eyes were a timberwolf's. "Finally..." He said.
(Okay?) "I said... NOW!!!" Narrowleaf snarled, turning to Bolt.
Narrowleaf completely ignored Bolt's question. "Help me find them. NOW!!"
