Second chapter. I was hoping for some reviews, but I figured I'd continue anyways.

My new escort and I had walked through the forest for quite some time. I didn't know how a blind pony was able to navigate his way through a forest, but Lone Warrior was certainly a better tracker than I was; I was either tripping or bumping into things throughout most of our walk together. The way Lone Warrior walked was much more careful and precise; I tried to copy what he did, but failed miserably by tripping over each and every step. I figured since it might take some time to get back home, I decided to make some small talk and start up a conversation with Lone Warrior.

"...then I realized I didn't have any money for a costume for Nightmare Night, so I decided to go as a paper bag wizard."

Lone Warrior didn't respond much to me talking. I didn't know if he was trying to ignore me or had no response to my comments (probably both). I figured he wasn't much into chit-chat, but I wanted him to open up a bit so I could get to know him better. I finally decided to ask him to talk a little bit about himself.

"So how long have you been living here in the Everfree Forest?"

"Since I was a foal."

"So you must know EVERYTHING about this forest; that must be where your got your tree cutie mark!"

"I'll take your word for it."

I didn't realize right then and there that Lone Warrior stopped in his tracks until I accidentally bumped into him. He seemed to have been trying to listen to something from the twitching of his ears and the stern, focus look on his face.

"What is it?"

"Timber wolves."

"T-t-timber wolves?"

I got scared of the thought of timberwolves coming to attack us.

"Just stay close to me."

Lone Warrior pulled me close to his body with my ear up against his beating heart. His heartbeat was much slower than mine was. My eyes darted around looking at every corner of the forest, but I couldn't see any timber wolves.

"I-it doesn't look like any timber wolves are going to attack us."

But apparently, I spoke too soon. The bark off of the trees started to move and their eyes glowed. As the tree-shaped wolves stepped out from the shadows, I shivered in fear and wrapped my hooves around Lone Warrior's neck. One of the timber wolves lunged out at out, but amazingly, Lone Warrior bucked it away. Another came and another, and Lone Warrior was able to buck them out of the way as well. Another came and jumped on his back, so I decided to come in and buck the timber wolf off his bad (Hey, I finally did something right for a change!). The timber wolves then scattered.

I turned to Lone Warrior, who looked worn out from bucking those timber wolves away.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine." Lone Warrior sighed. "Its not uncommon to run into vicious beasts in this forest, so it was good that you stood by me."

I smiled. He seemed to be warming up to me, but still he seemed a bit weary of my presence.

Suddenly, something else caught the corner of one of my lazy eyes. It was a tree with a brightly colored rainbow of fresh fruit peaking out from the dark forest. I trotted over to the tree to find myself standing under a zap apple tree with perfectly ripened zap apples.

"Lone Warrior, I found some zap apples!"

I wished Lone Warrior was able to see the bright rainbow colored fruit with its shiny exterior. Of course, the look of the apples weren't as important as was the taste. I decided to pick one which was the closest to me and munched on its flesh. It had a tart bite, which felt like tiny lightning bolts hitting your taste buds, but with a sweet, juicy aftertaste which balanced out the flavor.

"These are really good." I said to Lone Warrior while still chewing on the apple, "You should try one."

"No thank you, I'm not that hungry."

"Well I'm taking some with me." I starting picking as many apples to carry in my now-empty letter bag as possible, "These will make delicious muffins to snack on."

"Perhaps." Lone Warrior replied, "I never had a muffin."

I gasped in shock. Never had a muffin? How could anyone go through life without ever once tasting a muffin?

"When I get home, I'm bringing you a muffin."

"I thought you said you'd never bother me again after I bring you home."

"I will." I replied, insuring him I'd keep my promise, "But you've got to have a muffin once in your lifetime. If you have at least one muffin, I'll leave you alone for good."

I could hear Lone Warrior sigh with reluctance. It was clear he was annoyed, but I believed that a muffin would give him a small smile at the very least. No wonder he was so pouty all the time.

Well thats it for chapter 2. Please R&R.