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Foxtrot stopped.

His eyes went wide as he realized that he was standing on his hay bed with his nose buried in the straw.

NoNoHe couldnt haveHe wouldnt have he lied to himself as he sniffed again and again.

It clicked.

And as it did, a deep growl grew from pit of his stomach as he put a face to the mare that had been in his bed recently and the scent that became painfully clear in his head. A scent that years of evolution had ingrained in his brain as it had the smell of desperation on pray, or the scent of fear on the enemy that cowered beneath youhis lips drew back as sharp teeth where bared. Howhow could he tears of rage formed in front of crystal blue eyes and blurred his vision. Every hair on his body stood on end while every muscle in his body tensed. Macintosh, he seethed in a voice barely above a whisper, Im gonna tear you apart!

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Sweetie Belle gently trotted her way to the barn, trying her best to be extra careful with the bouquet. She guessed she was about twenty feet from the barn when the she heard a deep growl coming from within which chilled her to the bone and moments later Foxtrot came flying out of the barn on all four legs, a look of hatred on his face. Before the small unicorn could react, he hurtled over her and took off down the road towards the town of Ponyville without skipping a beat. Sweetie Belle had no clue what was going on, but the look in his eyes had scared her, she had never seen him so angry before.

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Posted previously at: 2015-03-21T22:11:44