Sweetie Belle, Applebloom and Scootaloo were busy harvesting moss. Not a single one of them noticed the pack of wolves following them. Quick yet silent. They each moved so that they could all get the fillies at once. Only a matter of seconds and they would have dinner.

       Or.. the wolves would've had dinner if Scootaloo hadn't turned around to find a wolf. Almost immediately she hollered alerting the others, the wolves didn't have time to get them. Each filly was going off in a different direction, weaving twists and turns as the wolves chased each one down. Sweetie Belle eventually made it to Scootaloo.

       "Sweetie!" Scootaloo panted as she continued to run "I saw a road back there, maybe we can find somepony to help us!"

       "Alright," Sweetie glanced back, seeing only one wolf but still continued to run "Where is Applebloom?"

       Almost as if on cue, the two fillies could here a large shriek ahead of them. Immediately they speed up in its direction. As they got to the sound of the screaming, they found Applebloom and two wolves. She was cornered in between two rocks. One wolf had her back leg in its mouth. It's teeth had sunk deep and blood was gushing out.

       Losing all fears she had for the wolves, Scootaloo chucked the biggest rock she could find at the wolves "Stay the buck away form my bucking friend!" She scream throwing another rock. Then the wolf let go, her plan had worked! ...or so she thought. She only diverted the wolves attention always from Applebloom, and onto her and Sweetie Belle "Horse Apples!" She squealed.

       But before it could jump at her, a fireball had come shooting at the animal, blowing it to bits. The wolves looked at the source and ran off as a great stallion approached. Screamed into the forest for reasons unknown.

       His fur was a pale orange while his mane was a dark brown. He wore a fur vest as well as a unique utility belt. On it were four large bottles, two red, a blue and a green. The belt also held a stick with many spiky rocks jabbing out.

       "Are you okay?" He asked, his voice was low yet soothing.

       "Applebloom! The wolves got to her!" Sweetie ran towards her friend. The stallions eyes grew large at the blood puddle surrounding the filly.

       "By the nine! Quickly! We don't have much time, follow me!" He scooped the Applebloom up and put her on his back. He darted off, Scootaloo and Sweetie not having a choice, followed. Both stared worryingly at Appleblooms leg, which was barely attached anymore. Only by some skin at the base.

       Sweetie Belle, who was getting sick by the sight of the injury, tried to look elsewhere to get her mind of it. She began to observe the mountains. Not as tall as the equestrian ones, but still, too tall for her to climb. They, as well as the rest of the land were blanketed in trees. Tall, dark green, pine trees.

       Getting impatient Scootaloo spoke up "Hay mister, are we almost there yet?"

       "We're almost there!" The stallion reassured "When we get there we must see Herbal Remedy and Healing Hoof."

       They continued to gallop around a mountain until they saw a large camp, sitting on a river. Many other ponies, colored similarity to the stallion who saved them, populated the wooden fortress. Running into a tent, the stallion dropped Applebloom on a table.

       "Stay out here." He exclaimed.

       "Noway! That's our friend! We're not leaving her!" Scootaloo stated.

       "No, let the healers handle this. She may not make it!" He put a little more strength into his voice.

       "But-"

       "No!" He screamed and entered the tent. Scootaloo huffed and sat down.

       He approached the table where Applebloom was laid out. She already had a health potion bottle in her mouth and the bleeding had stopped. A stallion wearing wizard robes was busy at work, constantly using a healing spell on the filly.

       "Dammit Herbal, I need that painkiller!" The Wizard yelled at a mare, who was running around in the back searching for this painkiller.

       "Shut up brother! I'm Searching!" The so called Herbal Remedy hollered back "Aha! Found it!" She came rushing to the table, taking the empty healing bottle from Appleblooms mouth and replacing it with  a large yellow bottle.

       Then the wizard faced the stallion who rescued the CMC "Ah, Killing Blow! Good to have you around! Can you pass us that surgical bag?" He pointed a hoof at a bag near the entrance to the tent.

       "Sure thing Healing," Killing Blow quickly grabbed the bag and gave it to Healing Hoof "So how bad is it?"

       "Well, I'm gonna guess it was a wolf that bit her leg. This wolf had actually taken multiple bites out of the leg as you can see four different sets of bite marks here, here, here and here," he pointed to four different locations which killing couldn't make any sence of "During which, one of the bites completely broke the bone in two. The final bite led to this." Healing slowly pulled the two pieces of the leg apart, showing it was only being held together by nothing but skin "Many of the nerves had been cut as well."

       "Alright, what do we have to do?" Killing asked.

       "If we were able to take her to a good healer like in Solitude, Windhelm or WinterHold, she may have made it with no real, uh... Permanent changes." Healing explained.

       "You don't mean..."

       "We are going to have to amputate it," Healing finished. Killing had dealt with friends needing amputations, he still could never bear to watch one, so he left. Healing then lifted his favorite axe "Now for the fun part!"