Harbingers: Controlled Burn 1

Harbingers: Controlled Burn
> ENFF-E7 Unit Report.
> Blandia State agents have submitted an alarming report.
> The largest herd in the State has moved South encountering dozens of herds along the way.
> Their numbers swell like a bloated corpse as they enter the swamps.
> The herd has now passed the acceptable 1000 fluff mark and blown away the quick reaction requirement.
> How a herd of death prone, clumsy, practically brainless fluffies got to 3000 strong is worthy of study.
> But, the ENFF regulations are clear.
> ENFF-A, the assessment unit, is allowed to observe and study until a heard reaches the acceptable limit.
> Once a herd breaks the 1500 quick reaction limit there is no going back.
> The local authorities hand over jurisdiction immediately to the ENFF-E extermination units.
> All local extermination units are scrambled and agents move in within 24 hours.
> The forward scouts report their movements, size, composition, and leadership and agents move in within the hour.
> With the limited mental abilities and high vocalizations scouts have an easy job.
> As long as a herd isn’t spooked by the scouts the agents have an easy job as well.
> However, things didn’t go as planned this time.
> Not only were the scouts unable to determine leadership, but they were seen and attacked.
> Injuries were not sustained but the scouts were forced to flee in the face of a wall of fluff.
> The herd is highly organized and alert with a hidden command structure.
> ENFF-E7 has mobilized.
> Termination with prejudice.
> With a herd numbering over 3000 fluffies traditional methods of extermination are impractical.
> And, with the swampy terrain vehicles used in other parts of the country are also unavailable.
> Local rangers are brought in to work alongside ENFF-E7.
> A plan is devised to split the herd into manageable chunks and hopefully exterminate en’ mass.
> Controlled burns are set upwind of the herd.

> You are a fluffy pony.
> And a very lucky fluffy!
> You have lots of nummies, a family, and a super duper smarty friend.
> He’s the smartest smarty fwiend you have ever seen!
> You used to be smarty of your own herd but he was so smart and nice you now work for him.
> He calls you an “awficer fwuffy” and you are like a smarty to many fluffies.
> A little while ago you entered a strange place.
> It was full of wawa and scary munstas but your smarty is very smart.
> He has shown everyone the path to a safe place in the wawa place.
> It’s still wet and scary but the munstas are stupid and your smarty friend knows how to outsmart them.
> But, you’re still sad sometimes.
> One of your sissies was bitten and had biiiiig owies and then went sleepy for the longest time.
> Smarty said I would see her again though, so I’m not so sad, but I really want to see my only sissy again.
> He’s a super smart smarty so he must be right!
> But, today some new munstas showed up.
> They looked like bushes but had no nummies on them.
> One of the fluffies saw it move and warned everyone.
> It was scary for a little and the mommas were worried, but I knew what I had to do!
> I got all the boy fluffies and we all charged the bush munsta at once.
> The bush munsta talked very softly to itself but it ran away!
> We won! We won! I was so excited and the smarty friend was happy.
> But, then we smelled some strange not pretties.
> The smarty friend said it was something called “smokies” but I don’t know what that is.
> He told me to take my fluffies and hide for a while in the wawa fields.
> How strange! Fluffies beat the bush munsta how can this smokies munsta beat us?
> The smarty friend then got mad at me for asking.
> He said, “Smokies no bad, it fiwe dat come aftaw smokies dat awe bad! Dey buwn fluffies and hurties!”
> I know what fiwe is! It bad! Very very bad!
> I ran as fast as my leggies could take me to my herd and we went into the wawa field.
> It has munstas but fiwe is worse than munstas!
> The mommas and sissies are safe in a dry spot in the wawa field and the boy fluffies stand guard.