Aeron was back at the main room. Doing the rituals. She whispered silently, "Kill them. Kill them all."
Night started having some nightmares. Ponies dieing all around him, and he was powerless to do something, and who lead the ones killing them? Aeron.
Night woke up, scared by the nightmare. He just sat there, waiting for a while.befote falling asleep again.
Night woke up after a while, his nightmares still hunting him. he went outside to try to calm down, all this was making him crazy.
The air was still and dry. No sound echoed through out the kingdom. The only light source was the crooked street lamps that illuminated with oil and flame.
The slight laugh of a guard spilled from a different street. A whole group of them sat around a small fire. (Kind of like the 'Theif' setting, eh?)
"Heheheh, you ready for that battle in a few days, Frank?' One spoke to a flimsy looking wolf, and he hissed at him. "Yeah, actually. Its not like were going to lose."
Night kept calm and continued listening, getting closer to them but stillbin the shadows and not making any sound.
"Well jeeze. Calm down." Said the first wolf. "Theyve been ridden of plague, and were mostly healthy." She laughed, and the other wolves agreed.
Night grabbed hiss word, like wanting to kill them in that very moment, but soon calmed down. He moved around swiftly, like a hunter chasing it's pray.
"What was that?" A guard heard the sudden noise. "Whos there?" The wolves grabbed their spears and went to investigate.
A small-looking wolf walked down the street, her steps were hesitant and she looked a bit frightened. She had light red fur, and pretty blue eyes. The wolf stumbled over rubble in the road. She shakily got up, feeling around to regain her balance.
Night noticed the little wolf and he quickly went to her aid and helped her get up. Nigt had to admit, this little wolf was a bit cute. "Are you alright?" He asked her after noticing she was frightened by something.
