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Narrowleaf ran home, to gather supplies. "Damn you, Bolt... Make up your damn mind! Do you trust me... or am I just a beast..." He said to...
"I have absolutely no clue what you're talking about." He replied.
"Yep. Just... debt..." Shadowhoof said, trying to hide his disappointment.
"I... I am not the guy for friends." Shadowhoof replied.
"Because I lose. I've killed plenty of ponies, kinda fair that if I lose, I give my life."
"C'mon... Pull the trigger!" Shadowhoof said. "Before I change my mind."
"Ah... Just kill me. I've had a good run." Shadowhoof said, biting down on the barrel.
The bullet scratched the top of Shadowhoof's head. "Heh. Alright... You got me. Too bad I can't see with blood in my eyes. I... I'd better go..."...
"Come on... You're no fun! Scream a little, fight back, do... something..." Shadowhoof replied.
"Defensive?!!" He laughed. "I'm clearly attacking you for no reason! I won't stop until blood is spilt, yours or mine." Shadowhoof unleashed...
Shadowhoof laughed. "I'd rather not be friends with a corpse!" He said, firing a small beam of dark energy from his horn.
"Ooh. Looks like you're just in time! No point of hiding." Shadowhoof said to the mystery stallion.
"Hmm... I'm going to clear my head, maybe find a new target..." Shadowhoof said, trotting ouside. "See you when I'm done."
"I'm leaving. I've had enough, Bolt. Goodbye." Narrowleaf began to walk outside.
"Heh. Yeah..." Shadowhoof yawned. "Why am I so tired...?"
"Brisk... You're okay..." Narrowleaf said softly. "Th-that's all I n-need to know..."
"Oh. Okay, I wasn't sure. Th-that's why I ate them first..." He said, clearly lying.
"Why do you act like I can control it?"
"Sure! Thanks!" He ate the berries. "These aren't poison... Right?"
"I don't understand. Why are you disappointed?" Narrowleaf asked.
