Prince Of the Wolves

By: The Keymaster

Chapter Two: A Crown Of Thorns

Age Sixteen

Eon sighed and fixed his ‘shirt’ it was not what he was use to (which was only a toga for the most part) they had made a local taleor who ‘gave’ them the shirt for free, of course Eon thanked him and said he would pay with what he could and gave him some very fine pelts from their kills. The man was appalled at first but after feeling the quality of the fur he said it was more than enough and made Eon a trench coat and some dark pants as well as these things called ‘shoes’ which covered his feet and slid nicely over the ‘socks’ that he had been given. over all he looked quite good the his dirty blond hair mixed nicely with the red trench coat and his blue eyes matched the shirt he had on.

Looking over himself in the reflection of the waterfall he nodded in approval even if he was not use to such cloths he had to admit it just felt right to have them on, he placed the gift his father gave him that morning, a thorned crown, they had the ponies that had taken make it in turn for their freedom. It was enchanted with a dark magic that linked Eon to his bodyguard's Shadow and Fang. It would allow them to talk even when far away. Placing it on his head he felt some of the thorns scrape his scalp giving him the urge to itch but when stationary it fit well and did not scratch. he swiped his bangs out of his eyes, even before his father’s gift he had his first haircut his back-long hair was not only shoulders length and his bangs no longer had to be put into a ponytail (PUN INTENDED!) and tied with a vine, his father said it made him look good Eon could not help that It did.

Giving a sigh he stood attached his new steel sword to his side made my a traveling blacksmith who was more than happy to trade it for safe passage for him and his family whenever they passed. Eon was the full vision of a prince his head was held high and his smile was white, with the help of magic of course. He was also given a toothbrush and toothpaste by a local dentist. Clipping his armour underneath his trench coat and placing his red gloves on, he stepped out into the sunlight.

“Damn, Celly turn the brightness down.” he said, his friends coming up on his sides.

“Look who got all dressed up.” Shadow growled from his right earning a smirk from fang on his left.

“Hey fuck you guys I look damn good in this.” Eon said as he did a small spin.

Fang sighed “Forget it Shadow we’ve lost him, he’s too lost his his own eyes than to look in front of him.” his sarcasm sneaking into his voice.

“What was th-AHHHHH” Eon then proceeded to trip over a small rock and land on the ground with a thud causing his friends to burst out laughing (which was more of a slight growl)

“Fuck you!” Eon pounced onto Fang making the two tumble as they fought.

“EON!” A deeper voice yelled out causing both Fang and Shadow to back away from him.

“Oh.. hey dad…” Looking down he saw he was caked in dirt and his crown was on the ground “Funny story… you see..” but he was cut off when his father raised his paw.

“Enough no excuses go and wash off… now.” nodding eon trudged off. “What were you two thinking today he is becoming a prince! And what do you do ruin his outfit and make him a fool! I should strip  you of your ranks as guards of my son, but you mean too much to him… if this happens again i will not hesitate to do it now go do your job!” he boomed, and watch the two sprint off to follow Eon

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Eon was washing in the river when his friends approached the human’s ears flicking with the pawsteps, turning he frowned at the look on his friends face, one of fear, disappointment, and failure. Sighing he stepped out of the river in his toga.

“You look horrible was it that bad?” He said with a half ment smirk.

“We almost lost our jobs Eon.” Fang said.

“Ya, the only reason we didn’t is because your dad said we mean to much to you.” Shadow followed.

Eon smile fell, his dad treated the pack like trophies he knew this but no matter how many times he tried to tell him he would always had something better to do. Growling Eon was growing tired of his fathers leadership, he was a fat, lazy, fuck with a throne, and Eon was going to do something about it at his coronation tonight. Huddling together the three talked about their plan.

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Yawning Twilight was just getting up for the day, and then she realized something that would change the day all together something so wrong that she could never let her guard down…. It was her birthday… Launching herself out of bed and running past the still sleeping dragon laying by her she bolted to the bathroom she shut the door and locked it, brushing her mane and teeth she raced down stairs and grabbed a half eaten dazie sandwich, she looked left and right as she slammed the door to the library shut. Then she ‘calmly’ walked to the market grabbed some celery and flowers then proceeded to go back to the library… but when she opened the door.

SUPRISE!!!!!

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It was about three p.m. time for Eon’s coronation he was up on a stone plateau with all his pack mates below him, smiling he waved to all of them then stood still as his father came up to speak.

“Brothers and sister, we are here to welcome my son Eon, as Prince of our clan, he has shown he has more than what it takes to be Prince and it is with a great honor I coronat him! Eon,” he tuned to his son “Do you hereby accept the pack onto your shoulders to guard them until your last breath, to lead them through dark times, to protect the values we hold?”

“I do.” was the only thing Eon said, his father then approached him and placed both front paws on his shoulders.

“You have made me proud son… you will lead them someday and you will lead them into the motherlands.”

“I am glad father, but you have failed me and the pack… and for that you must be punished.” Taking out his dagger he stabbed his father with tears forming in his eyes, he stabbed him over and over again until he could not hold the blade any longer and just fell onto his knees and yelled into the heavens.

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Twilight was floored and scared to death as her vision was filled with pink she fell backwards as a weight was added onto her chest. “WereyousuprisedorwhatIwasallLikeSUPRISEandyouwerealllikeAHHHHthenyoufellandIwasontopofyouandtheIwasexsplaningwhathappenedandHEREWEARE!”

“Pinky...can’t breath.” twilight corked out as the hyperactive pink pony babbled on her chest.”

“Oopsie! Sorry Twi, I was just so excited and you were all surprised and I-” she was then silenced by a orange hoof placed in her mouth.

“Easy, there sugercube. Darn gave her a heart attack.” the owner of the orange hoof said.

“Thanks AJ…” Twilight said a light smile on her face.

Then they heard it a scream one not by a timberwolf or manticore, but of another being, a scream of pain of hurt and anger...