#the-equestrian-wolf

[wildcatofgreen-blog]

"Well there are multiple ways I can help you. One way is to kill you, the other way is to rip your ears off, another way is to isolate you from the rest of society by knocking you out and leaving you on an island." Anders explains with a smile.

“Yeah, like that would ever–wait what.”

“I-I’d rather not do any of that, thank you very much!” To say she was afraid of the wolf and… whatever the hell went through his mind would be a vast understatement.

[ofroyalmajesty]

(RP?) There had been recent reports of disturbances in Ponyville. A creature from the Everfree has been scaring citizens with its presence in the town for the past week. Most report late night sightings of a large, dark, creature in the town square.

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Luna’s head guard, a night-pegasus (batpony) named Elvira came to her with the report and Luna decided to investigate herself so she traveled to where the most recent and frequent sights had been. She disguised herself as a pegasus and waited to see if the creature would show itself.

[ofroyalmajesty]

... I am trying to solve a paradox here. There must be a logical answer to the statement and I figured someone with your amount of experience in life could think logically about this. But, of course, you don't have to. Just something to think about.

“Usually when people ask that question they are trying to riddle or trip up the other question. Consider the idea of ‘iff’ spelled with two Fs. It exists ‘if and only if’. Pinocchio’s nose will grow when he lies. He tells you his nose will grow now. But he must be lying if that were true. Yet if it were true and he were lying his nose would grow. The Pinocchio Paradox. So we have come up with the ‘iff’ idea. ‘If and only if.’ Because there will always be a variable when it comes to lying. If and only if you are telling the truth, then you are lying. If and only if you are lying, then you are telling the truth. Or this is how it has been explained to me by scholars. I make no claims to be pedantic at all. I prefer reading fiction and fluff.”

[wildcatofgreen-blog]

"You're a cat!" Anders chuckles and grins madly while trotting in a circle around Carol. "How's that for an insult feline?" He continues to parade around her, head held high, proud of himself. "I hope you have ice nearby, because I just burned you!"

The feline couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the… Okay, another person, another classification. He looks like a wolf… that’s for some reason at eye level with her. What. First of all, why is he on all fours? It’s not like he’s just running, no, that’d make sense. No, he’s standing like that. What. That’s completely not odd at all, nope.

Next, what’s with his gray eyes? He should be a lot more colorful than he is. Most Avalians are colorfu–well, it’s obvious that he’s not Avalian in the slightest. Avalians don’t just stand and walk on all fours like that. He must be from somewhere else, possibly another planet? That’s the only conclusion she can come to that makes the most sense. She’s seen people from other planets come here before, so it’s not like it’s a stretch or anything.

“What’s so bad about being a cat,” she inquires, her eyebrow raised at the wolf. “Honestly, I like being a cat. Bein’ a cat is fun, y’know?” She decides to be snarky with the wolf, “Definitely better than bein’ an oversized mutt.” Lord knows if this was Milla, she wouldn’t live to see another day. Well, another day without constant tears, anyway.