Thunder cracked across the sky, causing the young unicorn to huddle in the cave even deeper then before. It wasn't like he meant to be out here in this weather. He was originally out here on a school trip from the School of friendship to study the forest with Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. It was supposed to be a fun trip, a relaxing trot through a regular woods. This wasn't even the Everfree Forest, for Celestia's sake. But he must of took a wrong turn or got turn around because he suddenly found himself in a deeper part of the woods and his classmate not in sight. He tried to stay calm but a lightning storm seem to come out of nowhere. He tried to remember what Applejack said if any pony got lost.

"Now, remember. Applejack shouted over the noise of excited critters and ponies. If y'all get lost or lose track of the group. Stay on the path. The worst thing you can do is to wander off. That can get you in worst trouble then getting your hoof caught in bearbee trap."

Well, crap basket. Ambrose Leafless thought. Already did that. Should I just turn around or stay here in the cave?

A crack of lightning made the decision for him, as it hit the tree in front of the cave. The tree made a earsplitting cracking noise as it fell down and smashed the mouth of the cave. Ambrose realize just how bad this was as the very little bit of light he had gotten snuff out. He let out a yelp and started clawing at the log that now block his entrance and his only exit. But he wasn't an earth pony and he didn't know any spell that could get rid of a solid oak. He cast a light spell only to see that he was in a cave the size of a small room, about seven feet by twelve. The back wall was made by some kind of granite, harder then the oak. He realize that there was a couple holes, about the size of his hoof, that dotted the structure.

He look down one and didn't see any light but feel some kind of air current coming from them.

"Hey! Help! I'm trapped inside." He shouted, hoping some Pegasus would catch his cried of panic. But how could they here him, they were way up in the clouds and he was in the ground... like a tomb. He shook his head, trying to ignore that kind thinking.

"Rainbow Dash or Fluttershy will have noticed I'm missing by now." Ambrose said out loud, trying to calm his nerves. "They will find you. They know these woods and it not like there magical monsters here. It might take them a few hours but they will find you before..."

A loud scratching noise cut him off and he looked at the rock wall, startled. He should of realize that something made those holes which meant that it could be something that aid him in an escape. He shine his light down one of the holes, hoping he could see what animal he was dealing with. He couldn't get a good angle, so he only could see a few inches in. Whatever was in here wasn't letting him look at it that easily. Maybe he could used the tricks that Fluttershy taught his class to gain favor with animals.

"Hello? Little friend?" Ambrose said, trying to keep the shaking out of his voice. The cave wasn't the warmest and he was still a little wet from the storm. "I'm stuck and I could really use some help. I could maybe give you a treat?"

He looked in his knapsack and saw he had a couple of berries and a few pieces of dried apple jerky. He looked up to see that something did answer his calls. Poking out of one of the holes was weasel. It stares at him with a black emotional eyes and made a little chattering noise at him.

"Oh, thank Celestia." Ambrose sighed as he pulled out a tiny piece of apple jerky. "Fluttershy has a couple of you guys. She said that you are omnivores, so this will make you happy." He float the tiny bit towards the little guy and it pulled it out of the magic glow and quickly gobbled it up. It looked at Ambrose with a look of expecting and Ambrose pulled another piece of jerky for him to feed it. "So, is it just you or do you have a family in there?"

It cocked it's head and instead of taking the piece of jerky, it weaved around it to be right in front of Ambrose. Ambrose was feeling a little nervous and tried to scoot back but his back hit the blocked entrance.

"Okay, little guy. Do you want berries or something? Because I only have so..."

Before he could finish, the weasel strike forward and bit down hard on his left front leg. Ambrose howled in pain and started fraying, trying to get it off him. But the limited area caused him to smashed the back of his head against the oak, causing him to lose his concentration on his light spell. The darkness wrapped around him quickly, allowing panic to set in just as fast. He quickly re summon his light to see the weasel was gone but not without a price. A large chunk of meat was now remove from right above his left front knee. Blood was pumping out furiously and it wasn't slowing down. Ambrose scream again and looked for anything to stop the bleeding. He found a couple of napkins in his knapsake and quickly pressed against. The pain shot through him like he just got hit by a cross bolt and he cried out again.

He looked around, half hoping he injury the little monster in his panic but instead, he saw it's head poking out of one of the holes. It was staring at him, blood dripping from it's wicked smile. It made a chittering noise again and this time it seem to be laughing at him. Ambrose growled in frustration and using his strap off his knapsake, he tied down his makeshift bandage to his wound. The blood was already soaking through but it seem to slowdown.

"Oh, you think your so clever?" Ambrose said through gritted teeth. "Well now, I'm not letting you anywhere near me!"

"How about when you sleep?" A thought whispered in his ear. "You have to sleep soon and that when things like that tend to strike. You can't stay awake forever."

"Then I'll... Then I'll... I'll just have to cover up the holes!" He quickly grabbed some dirt and started to stuff it into one of the holes. The dirt was loosed enough that he was able to make small dirt clogs. He might dig himself out after he makes sure this little prick doesn't attack him from behind. He pushed one clog into one of the holes and started working on another one when the weasel started to catch on what was going on. It hissed and like a snake, it swipe at Ambrose's face. Whether cause by his panic state or blood lost, his reaction time had been slowed and the strike hit true. It struck him right above his left eye and with razor sharp claws, pulled down. There was a second that Ambrose didn't realize what happen. A first he thought his light spell failed but when he felt the wetness going down his face, he let out a horrified scream. He looked with his remaining eye as the weasel was now feasting on what remain of the left.

"YOU TOOK MY EYE!!!" He screeched, his brain not registering the pain. He slammed his hoof right at the monster, hoping to smash it into a bloody pulp. But without depth perception, he missed widely and shoved him right front hoof deep into the hole. But with his rage at it's peak, he quickly tried to pull it back. Instead of freeing his hoof, he was awarded with a sicking crack and a pain shooting through his body. He howled again and started to panic. He tried pulling again and was greeted with another agonizing shock of pain. He tried to claw it free, chipping his left hoof against the hard rock. In the end, he was leaving red streaks against the rock, weeping for mercy or peace. He eventually stopped, slumped against the wall and having lost all feeling in his front leg, was now just moaning i pain.

The numbness was spreading quickly now, causing him to see darkness as his vision or light spell was fading. The last thing he saw before this coldness took him away forever, was the bloody smile of that weasel coming towards him. Approaching it's meal for the next couple of weeks... at least.



TEN YEARS LATER



The Gubernatorial celebration for the new mayor of Ponyville was supposed to be a happy experience for the foals. Mayor Muffins though by opening a new hiking trail would really bright out the best the small town had to offer. There was going to be a fun trot and prizes for any creature that completed the track. Cotton candy and fried treats should of been the only horrifying thing to have happen... after a pony saw how much calories were in them. She didn't expect a couple of foals to wander off the trail. She didn't know they would find an old rotten fallen log and decided to see what was in the cave that it hidden. She couldn't have prepare the parents for how to treat their kids after seeing such an awful sight inside. A skeleton of a pony not too older then them, one of it's legs holding it up, clearly pin to the wall. And the image that she couldn't get out of her head and doubt any pony who saw it themselves would be able to.

A weasel nest in the skull, looking comfortable and smiling contently.