"Well I'm the one who, y'know, cut it the buck off." He said. Star ran over to Flitter, and Bolt's eyes grew wider than ever. "MOMMY! DADDY SAID THE B-WORD!!!" Star said, devilishly grinning. Bolt hid behind Narrowleaf.
Narrowleaf grabbed Willow, who was still in timberwolf form. She tried to bite and claw her way out of his grip, for no effect.
Flitter slowly turned, fire in her eyes. She bent down, and whispered into Star's ear. Star smiled, and her horn glowed. Brisk came over, and helped. "She ok?"
Bolt's eyes widened. He flew into the foliage of a tree. "I should be safe here..." He whispered. (Leaf she doesn't even appreciate the OC's we made. No D'awwwws or ANYTHING!)
"Yeah. I think I might take her home. She needs sleep." Narrowleaf replied. ('Bout a CAWWW instead, y'know, like an eagle, swooping up it's prey?)
(No, dahlings, I prefer B'ahs.) Both mother and daughter's horn was lit up now, both pointed at Bolt. Brisk nodded. "I'll come with, if that's ok."
Narrowleaf began to limp forward, still carrying Willow. "She'll probably just howl herself to sleep. It's what I used to do." He said, smiling. (Wait, wouldn't Star be a changeling?)
(She is.) "I don't even know what they're doing!!!" Bolt said. He was sweating in the tree. "Can't I just put some money in the swear jar like all of the NORMAL ponies?!?!?" Bolt begged
"I stepped on a trap. It clamped my leg off, so Star gave me a new one." Narrowleaf replied. "Y-You aren't mad, r-right?"
Brisk stared at it, and hugged him. "I'm so sorry." "We aren't a normal family." laughed Flitter. She materialized some soap, and held it menacingly around Bolt.
Bolt fell out of the tree, hitting his head on the ground. He let out a scream of pain, mouth wide open.
The yellow light grabbed the soap, while the crimson healed Bolt, the pain turning kind. The soap was plunged into his mouth. Then, the auras disappeared, as they laughed. "It's ok." she said, shakily. "I'm so sorry, Narrow."
