Harbingers: Eagles 2

> Fluffies who survive lay moaning for huggies and the huwties to go away
> The dogs descend on mares and dams
> One screaming dam in the jaws of a dog gives birth while being shaken
> The now flying foals die on impact with the hard ground
> They never even get to call for help
> Screams and bodies fill the air as the cavalry strike down dozens, dogs rip into the herd, and eagles swoop down sewing fear
> Many fluffies escape into the tree line horses, men, and dogs chasing the escaping fluffy swarm
> Other ENFF units try to prevent escape and contain the fluffies through various means ranging from bulldozer walls, zip ties, and portable fences
> ENFF-E1 unlike most lives for the chase
> Eagles relish in the hunt
> Axes cleave skulls, swords slice soft bodies, spears gorge, and even an archer sew death into the retreating fluffies
> Through the woods horses easily chase down and trample fluffies while their riders gorge the screaming, pleading, shitting bodies
> Dogs rapidly make their way through the light brush as they tear into screaming families
> "Mummah nuu! Hewp mummah! Nuu huwty bad munstah! I giff big owwies if you nuu stawp... N-now.. now weave bad munstah... ow fwuffy gif big oww-iEEEEESSS!!"
> The few remaining fluffies in the field cover their eyes in an attempt to hide as the weary men and animals return fluffy fluids covering them
> The rather medieval display takes two hours
> With men, animals, and the few surviving fluffies exhausted the infantry in the woods move into the once happy and peaceful pasture
> Now stained with the corpses and fluids of dead and dying fluffies
> Moans and pleas hang in the air
> Armed with now dripping weapons they descend upon the surviving fluffies
> Begging for their lives the pleas fall on deaf ears
> "P-hh p-wease hh- hhewp fwuffy... F- fwuffy bii- hhiiig huwties, mistah, hewp fwuffy, he-"
> A flash of metal is the last sight many see
> Few even manage to cry out as they are snuffed from existence
> Over the next thirty minutes the animals and men are cleaned and fed
> The few living fluffies are brought to the camp fire bound by twine
> "yuu.. yuu... nuu huwt fwuffy? Bwing fwuffy home? Yuu new daddeh?"
> Their fate is the worst
> The fluffies are skinned, cooked, and eaten by the hunters and their animals
> Eagles get the heart, dogs get legs, hunters eat the meat off the back
> Their screams echo through the woods
> A warning to the few surviving fluffies
> With the meal over, animals fed, and everyone relatively clean the cleanup team is called to cleanse the area
> The exhausted but satisfied eagles return to their vehicles
> Some of them will return to work today
> Others head back to HQ for some R&R
> Each of these men have personally slain thousands of fluffies
> With hands, steel, and fury they protect the capital from fluffy herds
> They are the first and finest
> 1st company Eagles
> Harbingers of fluffy ponies