While Marshall and his troops made their way to the border, the northern refugees made camp on the road to heal their wounded after the recent ambush. Many of their guards were badly wounded but most were not so lucky in the attack as the fallen warriors were buried on a small hill by their loved ones.

Wulfric who was clearly the target of the attack watched from his tent while Applejack tended to his wounds. The one who had attacked him was a kirin soldier who they had managed to capture for interrogation.

"Has our guest said anything?" The king inquired while Applejack finished bandaging up his wounds.

"Not a peep sugarcube."

"Must be well trained not to speak under pressure."

"Trainings got nothing to do with it."

Applejack reached into her pocket and pulled out a vial containing a small droplet of water which left her husband a little confused.

"Water?"

"Water from the stream of silence. The kirin once drank from it in order to keep themselves from turning into Niriks, these guys must've kept a vial for themselves in case they ever got captured."

"So that's why none of em screamed when I gutted them."

Wulfric thanked his wife for the information and allowed her to take the dirty bandages away but as usual, his eyes found themselves locked on her firm flank which he could not help but grope much to his wifes pleasure.

"Now watch those hands mister, I might break em~." She teased letting him feel her up.

"With an ass like this? I don't doubt it.~" He replied before giving a firm smack that made her squeak before pulling her down and setting the dirty rags aside.

"Mmm you sure you wanna do this hon~?" Applejack asked while her husband kissed her neck and slide a hand down her pants.

"Come on Applejack, you know I like a good romp after a fight~." Wulfric growled before revealing her left breast and biting down hard to make her squeak once more. Applejack didn't mind of course but she was concerned about her husbands injuries.

"Mmm Wulfric we really shouldn't."

"If you want me to stop just say so."

Wulfric proceeded to undress his beloved mare and feel her up but she did not object once and soon enough she found herself completely nude and at his mercy. He stopped only for a moment to gaze at her body and found every inch of it beautiful, from her long golden hair to even the scars that still decorated her back.

Applejack gently pulled him back down to resume their love making and even allowed him to bite her shoulder as more of his animal instincts began to take over.

"Growl my she wolf~." He said in an almost demanding tone to which Applejack happily responded as she growled feeling his hands squeeze her flanks again.

"That's my girl."

"Yours forever sugarcube~."

Meanwhile

While the rest of the camp was resting, Applejewel and Beorn had gone into the forest to gather firewood but made sure not to stray too far from each other.

The forest was like something out of a dream, Icicles that dangled down from the frozen branches sparkled and glimmered like diamonds, the sound of a nearby stream soothed the minds of any who heard it and the snow was deep enough that each step made a crunching sound like rock candy under your feet; A perfect place for two children to play and that is just what they did.

"Think fast little brother!"

The second Beorn turned around, his face was pelted by an ice cold snowball and that made his sister laugh to the point where she had to hold her sides but her brother was not about to let this go unpunished.

"In the words of Aunt Rarity: It. is. ON!!"

The young stag made a snowball of his own and threw it right in his sisters face making her gasp in shock and before you knew it, the two began a little snowball war as they darted around the frozen trees and bushes looking for cover while trying to hit one another.

"I can't miss! what's wrong sis? Got something in your eye?" Beorn boasted as he began pelting his sister from atop a tree branch leaving her little chance to find cover."

"Oh now you've done it!" Applejewel shouted back as she charged the tree and began to shake it. The snow on the branches fell onto Beorn like a mini avalanche as he fell back down and cried out after feeling some of the snow slide down his back.

"AH!! COLD!!"

"Oh you don't like that huh? here! let me give you some more!!"

With a sadistic grin, Applejewel began stuffing snow down her brothers shirt making him scream louder until he finally relented the snow battle to her. As he began to shake the snow off his clothing, his sister did a little victory strut while grabbing her firewood and told her brother to meet up at camp after noticing the sun was getting low.

Beorn decided to take a quick stroll through the woods since he liked to go exploring, he marked the trail using broken branches so as not to get lost and had even found some frozen berries for a snack which he planned to share with his family but what he found next took him by surprise.

The young prince heard a small clank underneath his foot and paused to shuffle away the snow and their on the ground laid a rusted shield baring the crest of The Golden Sun.

"Whoa..."

As he held the shield in his hands, Beorn began to noticed more rusted weapons and armor strewn across the ground. He had stumbled onto a battlefield of the great war frozen in time by the ice and as he began to pass through he could hear the sounds of clashing steel and war cries in his mind as his imagination began to picture what the battle was like since all he had were bedtime stories of his father and mothers as heroes of the war.

His daydreaming however was cut short when he heard the familiar scream of his sister and rushed back down the marked trail leaving the shield behind. He continued to follow the screaming until finally finding his sister but at the mercy of a gang of bandits who had managed to restrain her.

"Well well boys looks like we got lucky." Said the one holding Applejewel up by the chin looking at her features.

"Mm she's pretty good looking. fifteen, possibly sixteen years old? and check out the rack she's sporting. What cup size are you sweetie?"

Applejewel would answer his question by biting down on his hand so hard that the bones actually crunched as he wrestled it away from her mouth before smacking her across the face.

"Ah! you bitch!!" he cursed while shaking off the pain.

"I'm gonna teach you a lesson! Strip her boys!!"

The group laughed as they did what their leader instructed and even began groping the poor filly's personal areas while forcing her on the cold snow.

"GET OFF ME!!" She sobbed as her pants were pulled down.

The bandits had crazed looks on their faces as they looked at the helpless filly before them and this was all Beorn could take.

"Alright boys line up! You all can get a crack at this little slut once I'm do-ACK!!"

SHINK!!

The leader was impaled by an icicle that beorn wrenched from a nearby tree and after the first blow had made contact, he yanked it out of the assailants back and began to viciously stab him over and over before finally leaving it lodged in his back.

"Holy crap! Did you see what he just did?!?" Said one of the bandits now trembling in fear.

"What're you afraid of? he's just a kid! We got him outnumbered!!" Another shouted back as he charged the young stag.

Beorn stared back at his attacker unafraid as he reached into the snow and pulled out a large rock which he used to smash in his opponents face in the same brutal manner before taking a dagger from his belt and stabbing him in the left eye making him scream in agony.

"What is this kid?!?"

"He's a monster!!"

The rest of the group met the same grizzly end as the prince lashed out at them one after another until there was nothing left but mangled bodies and pools of blood. After catching his breath, Beorn rushed to his sisters side and covered her up using one of the cloaks from the bandits while holding her close.

"Shh I got you." He whispered to his sibling when he heard footsteps coming towards them.

"Stay here!"

Beorn grabbed a sword from one of the bandits and prepared for another fight when he spotted torch lights and heard familiar voices calling out for him and Applejewel.

"Beorn?" Rainbow Dash called out while looking around for her little boy.

"Applejewel? Come out sweetie!" Shouted Applejack who spotted Beorn flagging them down.

"OVER HERE!!"

The scouting party rushed over and came upon the gruesome scene while the formed a protective circle around the children.

"Form up and keep a sharp eye out! We need to make sure there aren't any more of these bastards!"

"Geeze look at their faces! All smashed in...what did this?"

In that moment all eyes turned to the young prince who's hands were still stained with blood. Rainbow was the first to approach him and checked his body for injuries while he explained what had transpired.

"They....they were going to rape her! I couldn't let it happen I-!"

"Shh shh. It's okay sweetie." Rainbow cut him off mid sentence as he became frantic and calmed him with a hug like any mother would while Applejack carried her daughter who was still shaken up by the incident. When Wulfric heard the news he was nothing short of furious as his voice boomed outside of their tent.

"WHAT?!? THEY TRIED TO DO WHAT?!?" He roared furiously at the patrol party when Applejack managed to calm him down.

"Applejewel is fine hon. They didn't hurt her."

"Oh but I'm gonna hurt them-no! I'm gonna murder those sons of bitches!! where are they?!?"

"Well..." A guard paused for a moment in fear of the kings anger.

"Go on." Said Rainbow gesturing him to continue.

"They were already dead by the time we got there my lord. Your son...killed them with his bare hands!"

To say Wulfric was shocked would be an understatement as he looked on towards the rest of the party who nodded in agreement.

"It's true! I saw the bodies with my own eyes, all of them looked like they had been attacked by an animal!"

"Aye! The princes hands were still stained with their blood by the time we got there. Poor lad was shaken up when it was all over."

Applejack helped confirm their stories and the group was dismissed shortly after. It didn't take long for news of the princes fight with the bandits to spread around the camp and pretty soon all of Equestria would hear of it.

After finally calming down, Wulfric decided to check on his children who were now sound asleep in their beds and like any doting father he gave them a goodnight kiss and a gentle stroke on their heads with a proud smile.

"My little princes...and my brave little warrior." He said gently so as not to wake them before stepping out to join Rainbow and Applejack in bed.

"Kids okay?" Rainbow asked while snuggling up to his left side.

"Both are cozy and comfy." He replied while kissing her cheek but noticed the worried look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"It's...It's Beorn. I just can't understand how he could do such a thing at his age..."

"Hmm...I think I know."

Wulfric gently moved his hand to Rainbows stomach where a large scar was located and as both laid hands on the old wound he began to smile.

"Do you remember his birth?"

"How could I not?"

Years Ago

It was just a few years after Applejewel was born. Rainbow who was now heavily pregnant was journeying with her family to a nearby village to check on the upcoming harvest, unfortunately they were ambushed by bandits who had been plaguing the lands for some time.

The attack came from all sides as guards fought desperately to fend off the enemy while Wulfric lead the counterattack wielding his sword "Kingslayer". Applejack stayed in the wagon at the center of the caravan with her crying infant held tight in her arms as they kept their heads down to avoid stray arrows.

During the battle, a bandit opened the carriage doors and began forcing the two mares out while little Applejewel cried annoying their attacker as he pulled out a dagger to silence her once and for all. Rainbow struggled to get him away from Applejack and her baby but in the process she was stabbed right in the stomach.

"AAAAGHHH!" The pegasus cried out in pain catching the attention of her husband who came rushing to their side as he cut the bandit down in one swing before cradling Rainbow in his arms.

"Don't speak. Save your breath..." He whispered trying to stay calm as possible but as Rainbow continued to bleed out he began to fear for her life and that of his unborn child.

"Wulfric you have to save the baby!" She whimpered as the pain coursed through her body.

Wulfrics face became pale as he knew there was only one way to save their child but it would come at the costs of Rainbows life.

"No...If I do that you might die!"

"And if you don't we both die!!" She argued with tears in her eyes before pulling out a dagger. At first, Wulfric hesitated thinking their might be another way but with both her life and the infants at stake he had no time to wait and after much effort he cut Rainbows belly open to retrieve their child while she screamed in pain.

Both could see that it was a little stag thanks to the stubs on his head but even as Rainbow held him he did not stir nor breath and she began to fear the worst even as she felt her strength beginning to fade.

"Breathe sweetie please breathe!" She pleaded to the stillborn child in her arms and again there was nothing.

It wasn't until the fighting had settled down that the baby began to stir and slowly he sprang to life and began to cry in his mothers arms. Both Rainbow and Wulfric were overjoyed to see their child survived but for Rainbow things were looking grim as she had lost so much blood.

"Name your son." He said gently while leaning his forehead against hers.

"Beorn...his name is Beorn." Rainbow whispered before finally passing out.

Having feared her dead, Wulfric looked on in shock while holding his newborn son but instead of weeping he raised the child high into the air and gave a mighty battle shout that seemed to raise the spirits of the warriors around him.

A healer from the nearby village came to help the now dying Rainboow dash and by some miracle had saved her, earning him the kings eternal gratitude as well as the clans.

When the Warborn heard the news, the clan elders inspected the newborn infant to ensure he did not suffer any injuries during the birthing process yet as they held him, the boy did not cry or squirm. He was truly fearless.

"There is no doubt in my mind." Said the elder handing Rainbow back her son.

"You son is Battle Born."

"What does that mean?" Rainbow asked looking worried.

"It means that he will become a great warrior. One who will no doubt defend our clan just as his father before him."

Hearing this news made Wulfric swell with pride as he smiled down at his son who in return smiled back and began to squeal with delight looking at his father.

"Beorn...my brave boy."

End.