Chapter 2
He fluttered as he landed on the ground his taking in the surroundings; he had spent many nights in this crumbling ruin. He loved the library here just abandoned in every way. He walked into the desolate throne room where the musky old tapestries looked lack luster to their once amazing beauty he trotted down the halls to the library. He took to reading with a kind of fever only matched by Twilight or so Zecora had told him. He often also spent nights just outside Twilights tree after Zecora told him she loved books so much. He would often bring books from the old ruins to her. And it always seemed she needed a rare book on something. He would always sneak in and place the book she required within reach. But now he was in his own solitude. Hearing a rock move and smelling a familiar sent Nightmare stood up and closed the book he was reading. Timberwolvest long till he found them, a pack of three. He circled back and landed catching their attention. The response was a howl as then began the hunt. It seemed that they were looking to expand their territory and were encroaching on his. He went into a hard gallop as they took to pursuit. Two were closing fast on him then he looked left and right. He wondered then crashing in from the right side the third timber wolf collided with him sending them sprawling. He quickly recovered as he turned and bucked connecting with the jaw of the wolf making its wooden jaw shattered. The timber wolf fell into a heap of firewood but Nightmare knew it wouldnt afraid for his predicament. He extended his wings and launched into the air as a timber wolf snapped at his heel. He looked down at the pack of 15 timber wolves. He was now very concerned because of the amount of them they never came this far in such a large pack. He took off into the deeper part of the wood to see what the matter was.
Landing on the ground he found the old den where the wolves had always lived. He walked around to see that it was charred and smoke risen from burnt wood. It had seem to be a, dragon? He pondered on this and then took to the sky to look for a dragon. He was not surprised to see that the cave where smoke bellowed from as he landed to investigate. He walked slowly into the cave; he felt the cave get warmer as he found the dragon asleep as he looked around the corner. He knew he couldns. He landed on her front step as he knocked on her door. She opened it wiping her eyes of sleep.
"It be an early morning for me it seems. For what reason do you Nightmare Take me from my dreams?" she asked
"I come to call because of a situation most dire, a dragon has moved in near the timber wolves den looking like a pier." He said walking into her home. His concern was well founded because if the timber wolves got pushed onto ponyville causing all kinds of problems even deaths.
"Your problem is disastrous indeed, if the dragon has pushed the wolves towards ponyville with such speed." Zecora frowned. He nodded agreeing.
"If ye need help from someone but refuse to let a pony help, why not get some from discord the whelp?" she suggested. He nodded agreeing.
"To ask help from such a creature surly is a foolish venture." he frowned disapprovingly.
"Well one must look beyond fur and claw to see whether they are bad at all." Zecora pointed out. Nightmare sighed.
"Your words are true but there be folly then making discord apart of my story." he said walking to the door.
"What will you do if discord proves too much for you?."she asked
"I will do what I must to stop the wolves from having lunch." he smiled as he flew up into the air as the night coved him in shadows. Though as he flew above the canopies the pit in his stomach was like a stone threatening to pull him crashing down for none who ever confronted discord was truly the same, only the elements of harmony could tame such a creature and even then he was unpredictable.