Applejack was in pure bliss thanks to the romantic night she had, her body was wrapped in the arms of Wulfric who had been slightly snoring while laying on his back. Not that she minded, of course. After waking up to the first glimpse of sunrise, the farm mare quietly got up to get dressed and prepare breakfast but her lover had other plans.

"OH!" Applejack shrieked slightly when she felt his hands firmly grab both her flanks.

"AJ, come back to bed." He whined before his hands were gently removed.

"I'd love to sugarcube but I got breakfast to make." She replied while gently planting a kiss on his lips. The moment she turned around, Wulfric gave her rump a playful smack that made her gasp in shock while he grinned mischieviously.

"Behave mister~." She said playfully while swaying her hips to taunt him as she left the tent.

"Damn I love her." Wulfric told himself after laying back down to get some more rest.

Applejack was brewing some soup for breakfast when she noticed her friends walking into the camp. Rainbow was the first to say hello after getting a whiff of the soup.

"Smells good!"

"Sit down girls, you're just in time for breakfast."

The friends sat around the campfire to enjoy a hot meal as Wulfric finally emerged from the tent to give his mare a morning kiss to her cheek.

"Morning." He whispered slightly before joining them.

"Morning Hon." she replied in a nonchalant manner as her friends began looking at her with grins on their faces.

"I trust you two had a Historic evening?" Rarity inquired while flipping back her mane.

"A gentlemen doesn't discuss such things." Wulfric responded before being called over by one of his clansmen to resolve an issue.

"You girls go ahead and eat, I'll be back."

The moment Wulfric was out of earshot, the girls began discussing their friends romantic evening with the chieftain.

"So. How was he?" Rainbow asked with a grin.

"I ain't talkin'" Applejack replied with a grin of her own.

"He didn't force you did he?" Asked Twilight looking worried.

"What?!? No!" The farm mare responded in an offended tone while dropping the soup ladle.

"How could you ask that Twilight?"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's just that I'm having a hard time believing it." The princess admitted as Applejack resumed serving breakfasts to her guests.

"I mean you and Wulfric?"

"Yeah. I can hardly believe it myself but we kinda just...happened."

"Well I think it's sweet." Said Fluttershy.

"Wulfric and his clan are nothing like the stonehooves. They're nice, friendly and they are so good with kids."

Fluttershy's point was proven when one of the clan elders was being escorted to a nearby campfire by some young foals and fawns. The sight alone was enough to make her friends smile as they enjoyed their meal together.

Meanwhile

While Applejack and her friends were catching up, Wulfric and the other commanding officers were facing a serious problem.

The recent battle and the increasing number of the refugees had put a major dent in their food supplies and now that winter had set in, it would be near impossible to grow more.

"Hmm according to our inventory, we should last a few days." Said Shining Armor who was scrolling through the most recent supply report.

"Then we need to find a new spot to raid. Unfortunately, that would be a few days away from the fort." Wulfric added as he looked at the map.

"I could take my best raiders and strike the closest town."

"Too risky. Our scouts report large patrols on every road." Crafty Dodger cautioned the young chieftain as they continued to debate their next move.

"It's worth the risk! Otherwise we all starve!" Wulfric argued, desperately trying to convince the others when a guardsman walked into the room.

"Sir. Urgent report!" He saluted to Shining Armor.

"What is it?"

"A group of Stonehoof loyalists were spotted heading to one of the villages."

"Numbers?"

"At least a few hundred lead by a priest."

"Fanatics." Shining Armor hissed knowing what kind of monsters the stonehoof priests were. Unlike most of their kind, the stonehoof priests used words and intimidation when manipulating others, they would preach about their kings rule as a sign from the gods and how those who spoke openly against him should be put to death and what's worse is that they would force young females to lose their virginity as a sacred ceremony to welcome new members into their order.

"There's more sire. They've taken over one of the villages we liberated, scouts have reported seeing women and children wearing shackles and ripped clothes."

This news was more than Shining Armor could take. After all the blood he and his comrades spilled, he was not going to have it ruined by one lunatic in robes.

"Well Wulfric, looks like you get to go on a raid after all." He told the chieftain feeling slightly disappointed that they have to fight again but Wulfric welcomed the challenge.

"Perfect." The chieftain said with a toothy grin as he left to assemble his raiders.

"Send orders to Marshall and Bronze Pommel. The are to join Wulfric and his group in the attack."

Meanwhile

Marshall and Pommel were just returning from a patrol when the trouble began.

The two knights heard the screams of a young filly coming from down the road and rushed over to see a caribou ripping the clothes off a unicorn foal like a wild animal as she screamed and begged for him to stop. Pommel was first to rush to the fillies aid just as her rapist finished tearing off the last of her clothing.

"GET OFF OF HER!!" She shouted furiously as she booted the assailant off of the filly while Marshall carried her to safety.

"You bitch!!" The stag shouted after seeing blood dripping from his muzzle.

"You dare a to rob me of my property?!?"

"Wait...I remember you! You were one of the villagers we liberated!" Said Marshall after getting a good look at the stag before them.

"Liberated you say?" Called the voice of a stallion dressed in priests robes who was marching up the road with a mob of stallions and stags.

"I'd say you reimprisoned them sir knight. You just don't see it."

"Who the hell are you?" Pommel asked the stranger and she could already tell he was trouble.

"Mind your tongue wench, I am a high priest of his majesty; King Dainn. My mission is to spread his truth."

"And what truth is that?"

"That men are superior to women in every way, that we have the sole right to rule while you live only to serve and breed."

The priest ranted while his follwers cheered and seemed to be hanging on his every word.

"Now if you please, Hand over the girl." He demanded when Marshall stepped forward.

"No."

In his arrogance, the priest called forth four large stags carrying farm tools for weapons on an attempt to intimidate to two knights. It did not work.

"That wasn't a request." He whispered slightly as he gave the order to attack. The four thugs were easily cut down by the wardens blade while the rest of the mob stood back in fear but the priest still maintained some of his composure and simply smiled at Marshall with a slight bow.

"Very well, She is yours but the village is ours."

"For now." Pommel replied in a forboding manner before they left.

The knights wasted no time in returning to the fort and reporting their findings to their commander. Shining Armor was relieved to see two of his best unharmed and ordered them to prepare for an attack on the occupied village with their viking allies.

"So we're only bringing...fifty raiders against an entire mob?" Pommel asked after seeing their numbers.

"Best to bring fifty wolves to a battle than a few hundred sheep to a slaughter." Wulfric replied when he noticed Applejack waiting for him by the gate.

"You know I won't allow you to come." Wulfric told her while the raiding party began to assemble outside the gate.

"I wasn't gonna ask." The mare replied to her lover before kissing him.

"Just come back to me." She said with a worried look in her eyes as Wulfric kissed her hand saying.

"I love you."

The Village

As the raiders prepared for their attack, the priest and his followers began wreaking havoc in the nearby village as they began dragging women and children out of their homes while taking away their husbands and fathers.

"Take these heathens to the square!" He ordered as the thugs in his mob began forcing them on their knees.

"You scum are traitors to the crown! Our king gave you paradise and you dare to defy him?!?" The stallion asked while looking at his prisoners but was met with silence.

"Have you forgotten what he has done for us?"

"Oh I haven't forgotten." Answered the vilage chief.

"I remember what he did. He and his savages came and ravaged our lands, plundered everything we worked so hard to build and then stole the throne from Celestia and Luna."

"Do not speak those witches names!!" The priest yelled before slapping the chief hard across the face.

"Those false rulers blinded you to the truth! That equality between the sexes is a sinful act but....If you are willing to seek forgiveness, all you have to do is kiss the symbol on my robe and give praise to our savior and king."

The priest presented his robe to the chief and gave a gentle smile like he was some savior but instead of complying, the chief spat on his face and kicked dirt into his eyes as he screamed to the high heavens.

"LONG LIVE CELESTIA!! LONG LIVE LUNA!!"

In a fit of rage, the priest grabbed a sword from one of his henchman and prepared to strike down the chief when the entire square was suddenly struck by balls of fire and vikings began charging down the street with Wulfric and the two knights leading the way.

"CHARGE!!" Marshall cried out as they broke through the mob with ease.

"Don't just stand there! Kill them!!" The priest shouted while shoving two of his suboordinates onto the battlefield but with poor weapons and no armor to protect them, the followers were instantly brought down to a few hundred with dozens of bodies now staining the streets with their blood.

As the town was set on fire, Marshall singled out the stallion dressed in a stonehoof priests robes amongst the terrified crowd and called him out.

"You..." The warden hissed while pointing his blade.

"Kill these blasphemers! Quickly!!" The priest shouted at the once angry mob but Marshall wasn't going to stand for it.

"No! Just you and me. You may be a priest but you're still a warrior!"

The warden marched up to the frightened priest with eyes like daggers while the crowd dispersed.

"Come on. You had no problem...Trying to rape a filly this morning." He mocked the priest while the villagers who were once held prisoner began showing angry looks.

"You had no problem betraying your kingdom and Celestia!"

"Celestia was a tyrant!" The priest shouted in defense but that only made the wardens anger rise.

"No she wasn't! Celestia was the kindest, wisest and most benevolent ruler our kingdom had. It was your king who started all this by sending us back to the dark ages! Your king who lied and manipulated his way to the throne! The only tyrant in this land....is the one you serve."

"Grr! DIE BLASPHEMER!!" The priest was driven mad with rage and lashed out at the knight with his sword only to be struck down by an armor plated fist that sent half of his teeth flying into the mud.

The priest now found himself in a grim situation. His men were killed off, he was surrounded on all sides and was now at the mercy of the knight standing before him.

"Please...show mercy..." he begged while raising both hands in surrender.

"Alright." Marshall responded as he sheathed his sword and told the villagers.

"He's all yours."

At that moment, the villagers siezed the priest and began dragging him out of the village by his legs before tying him to a cart on top of a rocky hill.

"Mind the big rocks!" One of them said just before the cart was sent rolling down the hillside with the priest shrieking in terror as he was bashed agaisnt one rock after the other covering the hill in blood and as a sign of their victory, they hung the torn and bloodstained robe in the village square like a flag to warn all others what happens to those who try to enforce the ways of Dainn Stonehoof.

Shortly after the battle, the raiders had found the camp where the priest and his followers were staying and within it was enough food and supplies to last them for the rest of the winter.

"The gods smile on us again! Let's head home!" Wulfric shouted as they gathered their loot and returned to the fortress for a hot meal and a well earned rest.

End.