The hand of nature: FIRE (7svendye)

Anyone can see a forest fire. Skill lies in sniffing the first smoke.
Robert A. Heinlein


California is known for many things from the gold rush during the age of the Wild West and to the sunny beaches where a family can enjoy the nice summer light, but with that beauty comes danger and the sunny state is also well known for the dangerous forest fires. For A herd of biotoys they would see the hell that Mother Nature can bring when she believes it is time.


January 5, 20XX

In the Dence forest of California on a cloudy day a feral fluffy herd was enjoying the nice weather that today brought although many were suspicious on the cloudy day that could bring sky wawa, but nothing happened and the weather was warm so they enjoyed the day. This technicolor fluffy herd is the type to avoid humans as their smarty saw how cruel they could be hence why he suggested they move from the hoomen land and go to the green place since hoomens don’t go out there, but that also means that there are all kinds of monsters hence why the smarty believed that the best course of action was to hide in the case of an emergency.

Our story begins with a light green fluffy with a blue Maine wearing a collar, this is bobby a former domestic who ran away from home after his human mama told him that he was gonna lose his special lumps, and although he loved his mama he ran away out of fear of losing a part of himself. His special friend was a baby blue fluffy mare with a nice white Maine, she had no name as she was born into the Feral life, she found her special friend crying in a hallway after he told her that he ran away from his human mama, it is there that she told them that all humans were monster since they gave fluffies hurties and did all kinds of mean stuff to them. Bobby knew that some humans were bad, his mama was not bad since she gave him all kinds of love hence why he kept his pretty shinny thing on his neck to remind him of her. Right now the two were enjoying the day with bobby special friend giving licky cleanies to their babbhies.

“Mama wub babbhies, babbhies wub mama, dwink aw da milkies gow up big an stwong…”

“Miss Mummah…” Bobby sighed

Bobby’s special friend turned to Bobby hearing his sad sigh that gave her the biggest heart hurties.

“bu special fweind hoomen am munster gib hurties”

“Mama nu munster, gib bobby namsie and skettis”

“bu…od hoomen, wa gona tak wumps, den nu habb babbhies”

“bobby know, jus miss mama, maybe tak babhies to meet mama?”

The duo look at their young, they have a pretty wingy babbhie that was all pink even though he was a boy, a brown not so pretty babbhie but they still love, a babbhie that had wingies and a pointy thing, then a pointy babbhie that had baby blue fluff like his mama. it was only one bright time since they had them. They were all snuggled together as they had just gotten millkies and huggies from their parents, as they made softe sleepy noices, peeps, and chirp.

RUMBLE

The two hear a werid noice. as they walk out of their den and look out, they saw the scary lights that came when the sky waws were out,…but their were no wawas falling what so ever.

RUMBLE

RUMBLE

CRASSSSSSSSSH

The loud sound of lightning striking sends the entire herd in a frenzy, some flee into the trees as soon as it strikes abandoning foals and soon mamas. More would have left had it not been for the herd’s smarty. He was a very healthy-looking stallion, with a deep black Maine, he began to yell to the herd to listen to him. next to him on his right, is his special friend a light brown mare with a pink Maine and on his left was a very fat looking stallion, who was the same color as the smarty, he had tried to take the position from his brother but due to his weight and his coward attitude he failed, the only reason he was still here was that fact he was the smarty family.

“HERD!!!, it am otay, scawy wight am far awaysie, nu hurt fwuffy herd”

This had brought some calm to the herd as their smarty was very wise and knew what had to be done when it needed it to be done.

“Toughies gu get da dummies tel dem dat their am nu munster”

The toughies do just that as they begin to follow the trail of scardy poopies and pee. The rest of the herd then began to comfort one another, one was giving the bestest hugs they could since his special friend had miscarried their foals after the lightning strike.

"huuuhuuuhu, nu am mama nu mor’

“pwease nu sadie wawas special fwiend”

seeing the mama and her special friend cry over the remains of their young broke bobby and his special friend’s hearts. They then began to comfort their babbhies as they began to cry after the scary noice.

PEEP PEEP HUHU CHEEP

HUHUUUUHU CHEEP PEEP CHEEP

“Nu cwy babbhies mama here gib huggies and wickie cwenies fo babbhies”

Seeing his special friend comforting their foals made him very happy, its them he begins to smell something, it smelled…bad, not sorry poopie bad, but very bad as it began to make his see have wawas.

RUMBLE

The herd then heard a new sound, and they all began to shake as they were worried that another scary light thing was coming.

…ggggggggGGGGGGGRRRRUUUUUNTTTTTTtttttt…

Out from one of the bushes a large herd of deer then began to sprit out of the trees catching the fluffy herd off guard. The deer were in a frenzy as they spritted as far as they could, scattering the fluffy herd as they began to jump out of the way of the pointy munsters.

“SKEEEEEEEEE WEGIE HAB BIGEST HURTIES”

“NU BABBHIE”

"NU SPECIAL FWEIND, NU GU FOREBER SWEEPIES!!!

Bobby could watch in horror as he saw his herd get crushed by the pointy munster, they never did anything to them, but now they were giving them hurties, but they ran away while doing it what scared them? After they left Bobby saw that they had lost a lot of friends as some were soon mamas as their thinky places were crushed or they were crushed on their backs till their tummy skettis poped out and among the lost was their smarty. His thinky place had flatten by the pointy munsters, his special friend was cry over his body giving him huggies hoping it would fix him.

“Pewase special fwiend nu weave tummy babbhies nee daddhie huuuhuu”

“HMP, dummy bwudda am foreber sweepie, nao am new smarty an smarty wan-”

Before the smarty brother could make his demands they all saw a bright light in the forest.

“wat am dat”

The herd had forgotten the tragedy that had befallen them as they became transfixed on the light.

“Toughies am backsies wid dummies”

The entire herd looks back at the toughies who were sent earlier to get members of their herd who had run away.

“wat fwuffies miss?”

The toughies and the fluffies they had brought back are crushed by a flaming branch.

SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Flames then began to cover the area that the fluffies had called home as trees became ignited and grass began to burn. Seeing the flames the fluffies then began to panic as the only home they knew began to burn.

“WUN!!!”

“Huuuhu nu wan burnie hurties!?!?!”

“NU SPECAIL FWIEND SABE SOON MAMA!!!”

“so sowwy special fwined am worstest fuwffy huuuhuuuhu”

It was chaos as the herd became a frenzy as some would try and help friends and family but would end up getting crushed by flaming debris while others would run away in fear with some not making itit.

“HEWP, HEWP, BURNIES AM BAD FO BABBHIES!?!?!”

“Fwuffy sabe soon mama”

A tan-colored fluffy had run to where a soon mama had made her nest, her mate Abandoning her as the flames got worst. Although the fluffy was brave his bravery would not be rewarded, due to the methane that fluffies produce this fluffy mama shiting in fear would ignite more flames.

SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

“Burn-”

BOOOOOOOOM

Like a bomb, the soon mama explodes into a fireball engulfing the fluffy that tried to help and sending flaming unborn foals everywhere. A foal fetus lands on a fluffy mama carrying her young on her back, their fluff then ignites as the foals and the mama are engulfed in flames.

“SKEEEEEEEEEEEE MAMA HEWP!?!?!”

“OWIES BIGGEST HURTIES MAMA!?!?!”

“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BABHIES SABE MAMA!?!?!?”

The mama began to thrash against anything in her vicinity, as she bumped into bushes, trees,…and her herd.

“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

With their home in flames, Bobby looks around for their new smarty, he sees him pulling on the tail of the old smarty’s special friend.

“Dummie bwuadda special fwiend gib smarty effies na-SKEEEEEEEEEE”

The smarty is then set ablaze after a flaming leaf lands on top of him his thrashing then ignites the old smarty’s special friend inglufing them both as they die in pain. It then Bobby knew what had to be done.

“Specil fweind get babbhies hab tu wun”

“bu whewe gu?”

“hab tu wun!!!”

The duo with the young on bobby mates back ran as fast as their legs could carry them. The two then began to look around hoping to find somewhere, they could hide and escape. They saw another fluffy family go into a hole in the ground, they then began to head in their direction when flaming leaves fell into the hole, then…

BOOOOM

“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

“HEWP, HEWP FWUFFY”

A fluffy climbed out of the hole on fire, his face was charged and his eyes began to melt out of his head as he stumbled out of the flame. He then fell to the ground unmoving.

PEEP PEEP PEEP HU CHEEEP PEEP

The sound of crying and chirping then catches the eyes of the family. It was their pink babbhie, it must have fallen when they were running.

“BABBHIE, nu cwy mama coming”

The mare then raised to her lost foal when, another branch fell, right on top of the chirpy babbhie.

“SKEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeee.e…eee…”

“NU!?!?!”

The mama could only watch in terror as her young foal had been crushed and burned by the fire. She then looked up top and saw that more of the branches were gonna fall, so with a broken heart she tossed the rest of her babbhies aside as another branch fell on top of her.

“NU special fweind!?!?!”

Bobby ran to his mate in hopes of saving her from the branch and the flame.

“wun…sabe…oda babbhies”

Bobby could only cry more as his mate closed her eyes for the last time, with a broken heart, he walked to were his mate had thrown their young. The Wingy pointy babhie was ok, the Brown babbhies leg had been broken after landing wrong, but the babbhie that had a pointy and was the same color of his mate was not so lucky. After being tossed the young foal had landed head first into a rock sparing her from the hungry flames.

“Babbhie…make chwpys fow daddhie…”

Bobby could only poke at the foal as it remained unmoving and the booboo juice that was bringing to coat her body. With more sadness and misery in his heart bobby fled with the rest of his young. Running as far as his legs could take him, it began to get hard to breath for him as the smoke then began to cover the froest.

“Nu…cough…can mak good bewathes…cough”

Bobby then realized he was slowing down as it got harder and harder for him to breathe. He then noticed that he had nowhere to run, as the flames had covered every area in fire. Taking the foals off his back and siting up right, bobby could only console his last serving foals as more flames began to set in. looking down bobby saw that it was getting harder for his foals to breath as the made both peeping and coughing noises.

PEEEP {cough} CHEEEP CHEEP {cough} Huuu

“Bobby…wan mama…Bobby nu hab wun away…”

Hugging his foals as best he could Bobby then gave the biggest hug he could for his little Babbhies. It is then he herd splashing, looking to his left he saw water fall on some of the flames.

“wawa? burnie hoomens! dey stop burnies, nu wowwie babbhies, daddhie and babbhies am sab-”

A huge amount of water is then tossed on the surviving fluffy family as they are swept away in liquid.


“Christ man…”

Tony Davis was a second-generation firefighter, and today was his first forest fire and although he and his crew were able to contain it, it was a hell of a job since they lost two rigs, lucky no one was hurt.

CRUNCH

Hearing the crunching noise the firefighter then moved his foot as he looked down at what he stepped in. It was a dead brown fluffy foal with a broken leg, it was not moving and it looked like its eyes were forced open, and it was very wet.

“Damn, the thing must have drowned when we were poring water with the planes”

Looking around Tony saw another foal, an alicorn face down in the ground, it too was not moving. He then saw an adult fluffy impaled on a jagged piece of burned wood.

“Geeze talk about unlucky drowned and impaled”

He then notices the collars on it neck and checks the name.

“Huh?..Bobby?..well Bobby if you have an owner, they will know what happened to you at least”.


In Today’s news a forest fire was stopped and contained by the brave members of the LAFD, they have reported that they lost two fire engines, but there have been no human casualties

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I love a good fluffies versus nature story. Fluffies being caught up in or fleeing a forest fire seems like decent grounds for sadbox/abuse/bleakbox, but I rarely see it utilized. I think you did a good job here, because you characterize Bobby well, we as readers know his motivations are fueled by love, and we see some of the regret he feels for leaving his human mummah. This isn’t often explored, as most stories have fluffies that don’t linger on their feelings for prior owners when they run away to have babbehs.
However, I do have a few minor nitpicks, if you don’t mind.
Your story could definitely benefit from a quick proofreading. I can see many typos and incorrect words substitutions, such as “mane” being “Maine”.
The fluff speak could also use a little smoothing out. Fluffies do not use the “r” sound, so a “monster” would be called a “munstah” or “munsta”, not a “munster”. Foals are often referred to as “babbehs”, I only mention this because “babbhies” tripped me up each time I read it. However, if you imagine your fluffies have a particular speech impediment that puts more emphasis on an “ies” sound, you can disregard this advice!
When using sounds in your writing, such as “sigh” or “cough”, it is better to insert them as description, not enclosed in symbols.

Could instead be:

“Miss Mummah…” Bobby sighed.

This makes for a smoother reading experience, and makes your writing seem more proofread and “professional”.
I know I gave you a lot of unsolicited advice, and you are, of course, free to completely disregard everything I just told you. I see a lot of good bones in your story, and I definitely did enjoy reading it. I feel bad for poor Bobby and his little family, and that makes it a good sadbox :slight_smile: Good work, and thanks for writing!

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thanks, I doing a series of fluffies getting caught in nature, and just some info about me I suck at fluffy speak

my next story is gonna be a tornado

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Sounds fun, and I will be looking forward to it!

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The Earth heals itself, one way or another.

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If it’s set in Oklahoma, don’t forget the geniuses going outside to watch.

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yeah that’s true

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Even without human intervention, fluffus are destined to suffer, that is the reason for their existence (I am assuming it is an unprovoked fire).

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Dry Lighting strike started the flames, its part of a series were mother nature is the one doing fluffies in

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Firefighter: Good evening, I regret to inform you that during the maneuvers to extinguish the fire near your area, we found what we believe to be the remains of Bobby and his offspring, would you like me to send you the remains?
Miss: Bobby bobby … Aye my ungrateful Fluffy who escaped,I see you got the family you wanted,I hope it was worth it ,throw their bodies away,I have a better Fluffy,and An apology for the inconvenience.
FIREMAN:No worries ,that’s what we’re here for…

“Throw them in the dumpster”

Shouldn’t have run away from home, Bobby.

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