"How the fuck are you not cold?" Croce's beak chattered as he shivered trudging through the shoulder deep snow in the fierce biting winds, he sounded almost too tired to complain. The weather had picked up quite a bit. Ever since they had left the cave, it was almost a battle to move forward at all.

"I told you that you can hide under my wings if you really are that cold..." Oso's massive wings opened and he chuckled. Even Lexicon smiled, though despite the fact that he had answered the query, Croce was not talking to the Oso. This was made even more clear with Croce's angry grimace at the big Griffon.

"I don't know, honest... I remember it being horribly cold coming up..." Lexicon smiled suckling on a new batch of anti cold/anti radiation medicine that Oso had whipped up just before they came back out of the cave. It was going to be a much longer walk, though she was willing to consider a trip through the skies once the winds calmed down a bit, at least if they let her know first this time.

Oso's wing remained open and he waited, but Croce despite the bitter painful cold sneered and barely managed to spit out a response. "I'm really not into dudes..."

"Neither am I... but I would rather not see you die, especially from something so trivial as cold weather." Oso shrugged and lowered his wings tightly compressing them against his body. "Well, I'm sure if you ask nicely, Lexi will snuggle with you to keep you warm..."

Lexi's ears perked and a blush spread over her face. The suggestion had seemed so much more innocent the first time she heard it. Still, she looked over at him just in time to see him chuck a small piece of snow at Oso.

"Shut the fuck up turkey! I'm not into fucking ponies!" Lexi couldn't tell if he was blushing or the cold was just making his face awkward, but considering it was Croce she guessed it was the cold.

Lexi trudged on through the furrow in the snow, plowed through by Oso. Croce for some odd reason preferred to try and walk over the fresh snow, and Lexi just grew more and more concerned at his slower speed and lower energy. Thankfully, his grumpiness always chimed through.

Lexi lifted her glasses for just a moment, as if bored test, and instantly snow caught in her eyes. Oddly, she didn't much feel the discomfort of cold stinging ice, but rather the discomfort of something in her eyes before instantly, it was gone. She mumbled and grumbled and kept moving forward.

Sparing a glance up out of the Giant griffon powered ditch, she exclaimed softly in concern as Croce wasn't there. But she turned to see him finally on the path with her. "You ok?" She looked over at him and he seemed to just angrily grumble.

Oso glanced up into the storm, he seemed stuck in thought. She never saw him shiver but he turned and addressed the cold. "The storm doesn't look like its letting up. We better find a spot to rest at least until the storm passes."

Lexi nodded, still comfortably cozy in her little snow clothes. She looked over Oso's features as he searched for a spot. There was not much to find and she remembered the length of the trip. They were only a few hours away from the cliffs they had to go up to make it to the tundra on their trip to the wolves. She was fine, but the more she heard Croce shiver and his beak clattering the more she began to understand that waiting was the better choice.

She waited for Croce to come alongside her before she continued at his pace, but he seemed a tad aggressive at the gesture. So she turned her head pretending to do anything else. But she caught sight of Oso, he looked to be mumbling something to himself as he poked about at the base of a large rock popping out of the snow. Without warning he hopped up and plowed face first into the fluffy white powder, and then like a whirlwind he tore into it digging deep very quickly.

Lexi sat looking at the hole for a moment, noticing that Croce had stopped too. It was just a few seconds later when Oso popped out and shook off the snow, holding in one set of talons, a wooden pallet. But something changed quickly when he looked back. She could barely see him squint then he quickly set the pallet to the side and broke into a full sprint back towards her.

Lexi watched him in confusion as he ran up almost desperately. To her surprise he pushed past her, to Croce. An unconscious Croce. With full urgency he scooped up the small griffon, slinging him over his shoulder and just as quickly he jutted a talon back to the hole he just came out of. "In the hole! NOW!"

Oso pushed her quickly and quickly she hopped in followed by Oso with Croce. In a flurry he pushed her forward and fired up the lantern. To her surprise she noticed that the hole lead straight to a buried sky cart that had to have crashed ages ago. He put the lantern down and lay Croce on the floor of the little chariot. Lexi took notice of crates and old pallets which she guessed were filled with something that rotted away naturally.

"Set up your sleeping bag! And get his!" Oso barked at her as he wrenched off his clothes. To her surprise she heard the other layers of his clothes nearly clack and clang on the metal floor of the cart, they were nearly frozen solid. "Stubborn little ass... he should have told us it was this bad..."

Lexi quickly spread the blankets and rummaged through Croce's pack to get more. By the time she had it laid out Oso was facing her. "Ok... this is going to be a tad uncomfortable, but we have to do this and do this quickly..."

Before she could pop off an answer he pulled on the collar to her coat and pulled off one of the small metal trinkets he had placed there before. Instantly as if she was hit with a sledgehammer of cold, she began to shiver. "Wha! What in Celestia's giant ass!?!? IT'S FREEZING!!!"

Oso placed the trinket on the blankets and lay Croce onto it. "I know..." He didn't look away from Croce, quickly pulling a healing potion from deep within his bags. It was still almost a slurry of half frozen purple. He quickly let out an annoyed growl and set it on the lantern watching the ice crystals melt.

"Then why didn't I feel it until.... wait... is that what that thing does?" He nodded and she spouted off again. "Then what does the other one do?"

"Doesn't matter, get into bed with him. He will likely be ok, but without him being awake and able to move around he needs as much warmth as he can get. And without the sun token, you're next on the freeze to death list." He gestured to Croce and with a bit of concern and a touch of blush she hurried into the blankets and Oso covered them tightly. He cranked up the lantern keeping it near. "Rub up on him. The more warmth the better." He grabbed the potion and shook it thoroughly before pouring it down Croce's throat.

She blushed but nodded pushing up against her griffon friend. A little shock pushed into her and she was authentically concerned as he really was ice cold. She began to snuggle into him trying desperate to warm him, but when she looked up she noticed Oso standing up and begin to leave. She nearly stood up. "Wait! Where are you going?"

He didn't look back. "Someone has to keep their eyes on the storm, The moment there's a break in the weather we will have to rush out its still in the fall, if we don't get out soon, we might be stuck until spring... or until you both die. But we will leave the moment it's clear, hopefully he will be better before then. Just keep him warm and get some rest." He popped a berry and headed back out into the storm.

Lexi writhed in the blankets, still desperately trying to keep him warm, thankfully she could feel the little heat charm working even as they were, which meant it was working on Croce too. She snuggled for several more minutes even started to get a little too warm. He leaned against Croce and felt his body heat at a comfortable level. And with that, she slowed and let herself rest, turning to face away from her first wasteland friend. She struggled with that thought, she was confident that Croce wouldn't be around if he didn't have the odd fascination of following through on his little oath. She felt he was a friend, but she was certain she was an annoyance. Still, she was happy he was warmer now, and still concerned about him.

Again, she couldn't hear Oso above them, she could just barely hear Croce breathing from over the raging storm. Sleepily she closed her eyes and remembered to try and get some rest.

Sleep came a little easier for her this time around, but the dreams didn't bubble up. Just flashes and images of Wax Seal, and other stallions she knew. She would have wondered if her head was trying to tell her something, something important. It was cozy but there was an odd feeling in the pit of her stomach, it wasn't fear, pain, or disgust. It was something else entirely.

Her eyes snapped open, feeling the strong talons over her mid section. Even over the storm she could hear the Croce's heavy breathing, it was confusion that washed over her. She felt a tad chilly and noticed his rubbing and intense snuggling. It made more sense then. He woke up and was trying to get warm again. She couldn't tell how long it had been. But she guessed it was only an hour or two.

She moved slightly, and he seemed to hardly notice, flinching and slowing but as she rubbed back trying to get the warmth, he continued vigorously. But that same feeling rushed through her, oddly making her shiver. She closed her eyes and focused, she was still tired, the trip had been long and she didn't even know how long she got to sleep. She was quite happy that Croce was moving again but still, something ate at her. It bothered her tremendously but oddly in a good way.

Her mind churned and she came to the realization that the feeling wasn't bad. But the sensation was certainly something else. She slowed and something happened, something which made her heart leap into her throat and the sensation multiply exponentially.

She felt it so clearly, his talons slid under her snow trousers, while simultaneously his beak closed down on the back of her neck.

It didn't hurt, she could feel the pinch, teasingly on the verge of pain as she felt the talons draw the trousers down. Her heart fluttered, she didn't know what to do or what to think. Her racing mind tried to figure out what she was feeling, she brought in memories of the wolf just before they hit the tunnels. But something rejected it. This was nothing like it, that feeling was fear, and a fair amount of horror. But here and now, feeling the trousers slowly slink down her flanks she wasn't scared.

Beet red blush flooded her when she identified the sensation. It was excitement.

Her mind raced at a thousand miles a second. She felt the talons draw the trousers down to her knees and she bit her lip not sure what to do. She felt more than just warm, she could practically hear her heart thundering deep inside her. Her mind picked out anything she could to try and place the feeling. She remembered nothing that could of use. Her mother hated Stallions after her father ran off, but she always held that curiosity and desire. She always entertained the thought of somepony special, but as she felt the trousers go past her hooves, she realized that she had never gotten even to first base with anypony. She was always busy with work or even reading. The closest she had ever gotten was quite literally steamy romance novels and her mind burned with the details from those a thousand times over.

He bit again, on her ear as he pulled her in. Logical Lexi was simply out of order, and a gaggle of other Lexis yelled and fought with eachother. But mostly, she could hear one or two of them cheering. Her breathing picked up even more, was this why Croce always picked on her? Was this why he always acted like he was disgusted at the concept of sharing bedding?

She gasped feeling him grasp the base of her tail and pull her into his lap, her rear flush with his hips. Her mind continued asking questions and trying to figure this out. 'Throw him off!' Some Lexi shouted before she was dogpiled under impulsive Lexi, romance Lexi, and the rare sight of horny Lexi.

'Nu! This can't be your first time!' The smooshed Lexi protested before an unrealistically large cherry was pushed into her mouth and her jaw bucked to splatter it by what she guessed was symbolism Lexi.

Her breath hissed through her teeth and she whimpered as he seemed to command her body. Biting harder on her lip as he grasped her mane with an iron grip, her excitement was tempered with hopes and fears but she felt like she might be ready. She could feel it, she could feel him prodding, positioning. She didn't know what to make of it. Parts of her were scared, a lot of her was excited, and still parts of her worried. She didn't know what to do, she knew she might regret it, she knew Croce was probably just crazed by the cold and getting caught up in the moment. But a part of her wanted it. She wanted the pleasure.

She felt him in position, she closed her eyes and breathed in deep, she felt him tense, she felt his grip on her mane and hip tighten, she heard him breath in heavily, she felt him start to pull on her body and the fringes of him thrusting with his hips, she felt the pressure building down below...

"I just said keep him warm... but I guess you can do that too..." Both Croce and Lexicon's eyes snapped open wide and in unison they turned to see Oso staring down at them.

They both went rigid and as if frozen in place they simply stared. Oso stared back, but clearly lacking their shock and utter embarrassment. She could hear a Lexi inside screaming 'The end of the fucking world and STILL I can't get laid!!'

Lexi felt the talons gripping her hair let go, the pulled hair fell into a messy bunch. The pressure down below went away as his thrust froze and he popped off course, but Croce for the most part remained frozen.

Oso still stood there, almost as if he was a living cold shower on a fantasy she never knew she had. They both watched his beak open as he started again. "I mean, not that I'm not happy for you... but get up, there is a clearing in the storm, if we hurry we can get down back into Equestria. But we have to leave right now!" In one motion, Oso grasped the blankets and pulled them out from under Lexi and Croce. Tumbling them onto the frozen metal, Croce erupted into violent cursing as he turned away hiding himself and struggling to find his clothes.

Lexi too, even brighter red, nearly on the verge of a heart attack struggled and found her trousers, pulling them back up she stood paralyzed looking into Oso's eyes.

"Don't just stand there, get everything packed up!" He reached behind the lantern to retrieve Croce's clothes and armor, now fully thawed out and dry.

Lexi moved and did everything she could to help put things where they needed to be. Croce too scrambled before finally getting his stuff put away.

There were no words as Lexi and Croce followed Oso out of the little snow tunnel into a clear night sky. It was instantly freezing cold again, but Lexi nearly didn't notice it with the encounter just minutes ago. She and Croce didn't dare make eye contact, she was basically in a daze, she almost didn't notice when Oso opened her collar again and placed the Sun token back in her clothing.

"Up!" Oso motioned to Lexi for her to climb onto his back. "And hold on tight, this is just a small reprieve of the storm, we have to get down there fast, and that means flying." She looked him over and glanced back at Croce. She swallowed and clambered on.

She held tightly, extremely tightly and in a sudden fit of desperation to check and see if Croce was there, she looked back just in time to see the ground rushing away right after the sudden lunge. But for just a moment, she caught Croce's eye. And just as quickly, he turned away, she could see his blush. He rushed off to the side but turned to follow at a distance. Lexi finally clenched her eyes shut. As good as it was that she had a quick and safe way down the mountain, flying still scared her spitless.

A flash of memory hit her, she could see the ground rushing towards her from the first time she flew like this. She clenched, holding on tighter as the memory lingered. As usual, she distracted herself with another train of thought. The sensation of her trousers being pulled on returned and she shook her head near violently to push the image away. She had almost as it were, indulged in the temptations of the flesh as it were. She had no moral obligation to object, even thinking hard she couldn't find anything in her that told her it was bad, but again, her mind was racing as she was blocking current events with distractions the best she could.

Her memory turned back further, feeling not talons, but claws on her rump. She didn't know what part of her demanded that these two should be similar but she couldn't make the connection. She was authentically frightened, almost traumatized at what had happened when those wolves found her. Not only did they fully intend on molesting and killing her, but she had actually killed them. The sensation was filled with sickness and disgust, it was quite literally painful to think of. Just as quick, she pulled up the sensation of talons, feeling him bite, the aggressive authority in his actions as he pulled her over. Again, she only felt a spark of excitement, perhaps a little guilt, but nothing else. Her mind chewed on the comparison, she didn't get it. But a small touch of some Lexi deep inside figuratively arguing with Logical Lexi told her simply. 'You're upset that you can't make the connection, you feel like you should be outraged, but are only upset because you're not.'

She wanted to ask why, but she was kinda fine with her imagination personifying the concept of thought and problem solving, but she drew the line at actually talking to herself, especially while in the company of others. She grumbled at the thought and gripped tighter at the sudden shaking of turbulent icy winds catching under Oso's wings. She was just moving on, drudging up another mentally shelved note when something more familiar touched her senses. A heavy thud.

Her eyes cracked open, she still saw snow, but only a little bit of it. Her eyes opened wider and she hesitated slightly, even as Oso shook her off. Her rear hit the ground and she stared about, almost in a daze. She looked about and spotted Croce land just a little ways off. She turned, and her emotions boiled inside of her. On impulse she started in his direction, but he turned away and started off away from her. Just as fast Oso's talons with surprisingly gentle grace, closed over her shoulder.

"Let him go... I'm sorry about all that, but, well... lets talk..." Oso looked her camly in the eyes and she swallowed loudly.

She sipped on hot tea right off the lantern peeking back to see Croce glance her way just once before going back into the woods. She sighed and looked back at Oso. "I... I don't know what to say..."

"Honestly, I don't either." Oso smiled with a soft chuckle. "Look, the cold brings people together sometimes. He was likely just caught up in the moment, don't take it too seriously."

"But... wh..why did he...did..." She looked up at him and he sighed.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but he's probably even younger than you. I mean, physically. He's barely an adult, much like you... sometimes kids do stupid things. Sometimes it comes out in fighting, sometimes like today it comes out in sexual frustration... Sometimes its just angst. I'll talk to him... just want to make sure you're ok.." He calmly sipped on his own tea as he looked her over.

"I'm... I'm ok, I just... I'm confused... and kinda... ok... REALLLLY embarrassed." She couldn't help but to avoid eye contact, Oso still felt like a family member, this time like the stereo type of father, which made her desire to leave out the part where she was angry at the lost opportunity even stronger.

Oso smiled again downing his tea. "I'll talk to him, just stay here."

She nodded and chewed on her lip as he made his way over. She was very grateful that he was with her, but at the same time, something about him bugged her to death. She couldn't figure it out, but something about him was driving her crazy. She knew he was an odd one, huge for a Griffon, but that wasn't it. She pondered as she watched him close the distance between him and Croce. It wasn't his mysterious goals which she still didn't know. Or how aloof he was with everything about his friends and details of himself.

She watched calmly, but a spark of concern showed as she could see and hear Croce swearing. She watched, hunkering down and nibbling at her hoof, finally off the mountain she was a bit more comfortable out of her barbed horseshoes. Lexis inside babbled on about what they could be saying, but all that stopped and her heart rate skyrocketed as Croce whipped out his pistol, but was promptly introduced to the ground by Oso. She stood up with fright watching intently, but she could see Oso's beak moving, he was speaking very calmly into Croce's ear as he pinned the smaller griffon under his weight. She fidgeted, trying hard to resist the urge to rush over and get involved.

Just a few moments later she loosed a held breath as Oso let Croce up. They exchanged some words but slowly, Croce started to nod and together they began walking back. But Oso stopped just a little ways off and Croce closed the distance still struggling to look Lexicon in the eyes.

"H..hey..." He seemed nervous, it was certainly not what she had ever expected.

Swallowing and blinking she looked at him and they eyes met firmly. "H...hey..."

They broke eye contact and he grumbled. Scratching the back of his neck for what felt like hours he finally spoke. "I... I'm sorry. I just... I woke up, you were so warm, you woke up too, and... well, you didn't pull away. I... I didn't hear or feel a 'no'...Griffon girls tell you very quickly, usually with violence if your actions are wanted or not."

She blushed, a flurry of emotions rushing through her again, she almost wanted to ask to try it again, she just wanted to feel his talons pulling her hair and his warmth, but in the excessively awkward silence he spoke up again. "I'm sorry, I'm really not into ponies... I... I just got super caught up in the moment. So much cold, so much warmth, a girl just... there, and... well you seemed into it." He flustered, the feathers on his neck puffing up, she couldn't tell if his statement on ponies was true or if he was just trying to convince himself. "I'm still your body guard, nothing will change that. Just... all of that was a mistake, a HUGE mistake. I'm sorry, and it won't happen again."

The words hit her like a skybuss. Her stomach sank and her eyes fell to her hooves. "I... I understand." She wanted to say more, her guts were writhing inside her. She couldn't place all these flustered feelings. Part of her wanted to ask him to reconsider, to scream to him she was into it, REALLY into it. But most of her felt embarrassed, she came so close and now he was outright telling her it was a mistake. But slowly, she remembered Oso, '... He's barely an adult, much like you...'. She pawed at the ground and did her best not to tear up. The realization hit her hard. She had been caught up in the moment as well. She felt his touch and instantly equivocated it with some sort of affection. She wanted it because she was screaming at herself that it was romance, perhaps even love. She felt so naive, so stupid. "I... I understand..."

He nodded and turned away, going back to Oso. But the emotions flared inside of her again. She couldn't place it at all, so instead she just peered inside and let the little Lexis argue. They had split up into five groups, the loudest was just yelling that sex is sex, and she had been through enough, she's been nothing but loyal and hard working, for equestria, and now climbing mountains, fighting monsters, getting scared half to death every hour from some new crime against nature. She deserved something. The second group was yelping and whining that it wasn't special, her first time needed to be more than just exhausted spontaneous frustration sex. The third group whined about what ponies would think, sex with a griffon? A griffon she met just days ago? The same griffon who killed so easily and relentlessly teased and mocked her?

Interestingly, those three groups were the only active ones, the other two either hid under a table blushing or were in silent denial. She still didn't know what to think of comparing the wolf and Croce. It still bothered her that she didn't feel a similarity. Even now, she couldn't put them on the same level. Even if it was just in the moment, in that moment, she wanted it, she wanted it badly.

"You ok?" Oso nudged her and she flinched hard. "You're really red, you getting a fever?" He reached out to her and she recoiled.

"N..no! I'm fine... I'm just... I've just got a busy mind... that's all." She forced a smile and looked about. She saw Croce, she saw Oso, but not much else. "S...so... um... what's next?"

Oso sighed, the sound was oddly caught between comfort and annoyance. "Now... Now we go back to see my friends. Hopefully, you won't be bothered much. Tyrin is probably back at the castle. We will figure out our next steps from there." He gestured not to the south, but the east.

"Ok... so... where's the castle?" She looked him over watching him grin as he remembered her knack for remembering these sort of details.

"Outside of Equestria. It's a bit of a trek but we can make it in a day or two." He stretched his wings and sighed. "You still got those MREs?"

Lexi blinked. "Yeah... some of them. Croce made me sell the rest."

"Aye, good. Eat them sparingly, me and Croce will find our food as we go along." Oso gave her a nudge and started off.

Croce grumbled but waited for Lexi to start off after Oso before following.

It was mostly a silent trip. The first few hours were calm, despite Croce angrily grunting. It wasn't until about the fifth hour that Lexi spoke up. "Why aren't we flying? I mean, I'm terrified of flying, but why aren't we?"

Oso looked back only for a moment. "The Enclave. Its a little safer far up north, but this is technically inside Equestria, we should be safe, but its not a risk I want to take. Hell, even if we don't run into a patrol, there could be lightning traps up here."

"Bullshit!..." They both looked to Croce. "I've been up there a dozen times, no lightning, and I've never seen any Enclave. And even there was, we don't have to go above the clouds to go a thousand times faster than this."

"Fair point, but there are a few other reasons." Oso turned about and sat down. "But I take it that you asked because you're tired?"

It was Lexi's turn to grumble. "Yeah... so..." She hesitated a bit pretending she wasn't waiting for him to answer.

"Alright, we'll set up camp here. You two get some sleep." Oso quickly plucked Lexi's pack off her back and started to set things up.

Even though he didn't say it, immediately 'get some sleep' sounded like get into bet in her head quickly bringing up the warmth in her and making her squirm. She wanted to be able to put it behind her, but the mention just brought it right back to her mind. And just on queue, she looked back at Croce and caught the him nearly violently turning to face the other way. She guessed the vague request to set up camp reminded him of the sky cart as well.

She didn't see where Croce went, but she knew he would be close. Oso again, sat up to stand watch. She was legitimately wondering if he was just a giant robot or something. She never saw him sleep, and the more she thought about it, the only actually biological thing she had ever seen him do is eat berries and grunt in pain, even then he didn't do either or those much anyway.

She set that conundrum aside and picked up her tea off the lantern. Sipping carefully, she was grateful that she wasn't making camp in a dozen feet of snow, or a long dead cavern filled with pony bones. But at he same time, she was a little more concerned about others showing up. Other than the wolves, the deep north was basically barren and void of life. She was happy to be in slightly warmer weather, but she wasn't too thrilled with the concept of dealing with slavers, raiders, and the more nightmarish remains of her once rather structured and happy Equestrian life.

Her hooves ached, but she had to be honest with herself, as she looked about the little camp, she knew she could keep going. Finally out of the snow travel was rather easy. Sure her whole body ached, but she knew she asked to stop simply because she wanted to sleep and hope all her mental stress went away for the day. It was the two dozen Lexis in her head screaming, whining, pouting, and even protesting which she needed to escape from, not the physical stress of the trip on her unready body.

Snuggling into her bedding she listened carefully hoping to catch the sound of Croce's voice, even if it would feel guilty now, she hoped for at least somewhat pleasant and possibly naughty dreams. But when she heard the now almost iconic ear splitting screech of Oso on the attack, she was almost not surprised.

Popping off her pillow she dug her pistol out and threw herself into a bush flashing her SATS on and off rapidly trying to pick out what was being engaged.

She could hear the clatter of gunfire and screams of what sounded like ponies. She flinched at the shadow of Croce flying overhead. But he shot her a glance which told her what she already knew.

"Staying put..." She grumbled leaving SATS alone as she scanned her surroundings from the sights of her pistol tight in her teeth. Her eyes peered at the red bars as two blue bars dashed and danced about between them, red winking out quickly.

She took in a breath stepping out of her bush as only two red bars remained. She didn't want to think about death, but she knew that there was probably not much out there that could stand up to Oso or Croce, much less both of them. Mumbling she honestly wanted to pretend nothing was going on and just get back into bed. It was odd catching herself in such a mood but she went with it. Logical Lexi mumbled something about how much easier it was when it wasn't in her face and when she was already mentally exhausted.

She mumbled and stepped just a little ways towards her bed and she noticed something, it caught her eye but didn't hit her brain just yet. The two blue bars remained vaguely still as the second to the last red bar winked out. But the last red bar moved quickly. She stopped, and turned towards it, stepping softly left then right. And the bar moved exponentially more than the blue bars.

It hit her the very same moment that the raider burst from the bushes in full sprint. The distance of bars wasn't displayed on the eyes forward sparkle, but she could see it in how the bars moved in relation to each other and her own movements.

In a panic she whipped about and watched through her own crosshairs as the raider, a filthy looking stallion, radiation burns, scrapped together armor, open sores on his skin. It was all a shock to see, as she had not seen many ponies since waking up. Even traveling through pasternville, she didn't even see enough of the shady types to tell if they were actually ponies. But the icing on the crap cake that was this interaction was that he was just as surprised to see her, and while she froze, looking into his eyes, her pistol leveled at his face, he didn't.

Almost in slow motion, she watched the weapon raise, a rifle in the magical grip of this raider pony, she hadn't even noticed he was a unicorn. He was still in mid gallop as the rifle raised, bobbing slightly as it was brought face level with her. Seconds went on like years as she watched this simple panicked raider. She didn't know what happened first, but she flinched, closing her eyes tightly, there was an explosion of pain accompanied by a loud bang.

Footnote: No level up. If only awkward almost sex was worth experience.

This fanfiction is based on Fallout Equestria by Kkat, Fallout Equestria Pink Eyes by Mimezinga and Fallout Equestria Project Horizons by Somber; a familiarity with the source material may aid your understanding.

Author - Sanguine Eyes
Chapter editor - Currently N/A
Earl: Concept artist, Proof reader.
Nick Valentine: Artist

Author's Notes:

I don't like making NSFW content, but it is one of the themes of Fallout Equestria, and it is a bit in character for someone who is as lonely as her to try and have some fun when the opportunity presents itself.

She's still a young adult, and while she's a dork, she still has her urges... poor girl.