>Your feet sink into the soft marshy earth as you cut your jetpack.
>After you took down the blue one, the Equines would probably be looking for you. Adrenalin raced through your veins at the thought.
>One Mando against a whole race of Multi-colored Equines? They'll need more troops.
>You set up pitfalls, rope traps, and stash various weapons around the area surrounding your ship.
>As night begins to fall again, the few sensors you have pick up movement heading your way.
>They read about 13 warm bodies.
>You settle down, right in the middle of the clearing and wait.
>You hear shouts as the approachers meet your traps. Nothing lethal of course, just bone breakers and the like.
>The thrashing through foliage gets louder and louder, so you crouch down  with your hand on your pistol.
>Prisoners can be exchanged for supplies, so your blasters are set for stun.
>You can't wait to get some actual food, not that glop you've been eating from the ships dispenser.
>Oya, Equines. Let's roll.
>The six that found you step into the clearing with two others in golden armour.
>All of them are in various states, covered in scratches and cuts.
>All but the blue and pink ones.
>You lick your lips as the purple one scrutinizes you. She looks to the yellow one. "Does it look like any animal you've ever seen Fluttershy?"
>The yellow one, Fluttershy, shakes her head.
>She turns her head to you. "Why did you attack Rainbow Dash?"
>The yellow one shouts as well. "Why did you hurt those wolves! They didn't hurt you!"
>You resist the urge to roll your eyes and pull out your Bryar Pistol. The blue one, Rainbow Dash glares at you.
>"Girls, watchout! That's the thing he used against me."
>You smile under your helmet and start counting from three. "Ehn.
>The Equines give you a strange look and ask among themselves if they understood you.
>You reach two. "T'ad."
>One of the armored Equines clear their throats. "In the name of the Solar Sisters, I pronounce you under arrest."
>You laugh, hard. After several seconds of chuckling you level your Bryar pistol at the one who spoke. "Solus, your time is up."
>They look at you in shock that you spoke basic, even as you pulled the trigger.
>The guard crumpled to the ground out cold. You repeat with the other guard as he charges you and he slides several feet across the ground.
>You laugh and bait the blue one as you step back. "Usenye, Go away! Maybe more worthy opponents will take your place."
>The blue one and the orange one both take the bait surprisingly and charge. You step forward bringing your foot up against the orange ones head, knocking her away.
>The blue one dives at you and you draw your vibroblade. You duck under her flying kick and slash high at her face.
>She ducks and you shear some of her mane off, and bring your Bryar around in a pistol whip.
>The blue one goes down, her skull making a cracking sound against your weapon.
>The Orange one shouts at you and you bring up your wrist, loosing a gout of flames from the hidden flame projector.
>She steps back and through the flames you nail her with a stunning shot.
>She crumples to the ground, though she fought it.
>You had to give her credit, that would've knocked a wookiee on it's ass.
>A large stone impacts the side of your helmet and you turn your attention to the purple, white, and yellow ones.
>The yellow one is glaring at you, and you feel a tickle in your skull.
>You shake the feeling off 
>The white and Purple both lift up more rocks, screaming the names of their allies.
>You jet up, hovering by your jetpack ad you rain blaster fire at them.
>you clip the white one and she goes down screaming about dirt.
>The yellow one comes screaming at you from below. "You hurt my friends!"
>You cut your jets and drop to the ground, under a swing from her hoof.
>You're down to three. This was easier then you thought.
>Rocks pelt you, bouncing harmlessly off your armour. You level a shot at the  Purple one and fire.
>To your surprise, Fluttershy take the bolt for her friend and goes down quietly.
>The purple one glares daggers at you, her eyes glowing white. What is this Osik? Parlor tricks?
>"H-how could you do this, you-you...MONSTER!" That's it? She thinks they're dead.
>If that's what it takes for a challenge then so be it. "Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade, Di'kut."
>She throws screams and your sensors all go fuzzy. Energy pushes you back steadily. You can't even get a proper shot.
>Then you feel it, your armor starts grinding and twisting around you.
>These things have Jedi? Powerful ones at that.
>she jerks her head and you slam face first into a tree, scarring the paint of your armor.
>Your nose breaks and you can feel warm blood dribble down, taste the coppery twang of blood.
>You slump down, playing dead and the raging mare approaches.
>"How...How could you! Rainbow Dash never got to become a wonderbolt...Rarity never met her stallion..."
>You tune her out as she rambles on, then your helmet comes off and she stares right into your open eyes. "You're still-"
> She was cut off as you put a dart into her forehead, knocking her out with a swift acting tranquilizer.
>You get up, blood pouring from your twisted nose. All around you laid the knocked out bodies of the equine creatures.
>All but one. You spin around, bringing your pistol to bare.
>The Pink one waited, and here she stood with a cannon pointed at you.
>"Mirdala'ika. You're going to be the real challenge, arn't you?"
>The pink one grits her teeth and moves to fire her cannon. "Ahaha! I wouldn't do that."
>You gently pull a thermal detonator from your belt, the pressure switch on. If you let go, boom.
>You stood next to the Orange and Blue ones. "What is that?" She growls out.
>You laugh, and with blood coating your face you probably look like some evil beast. "Let's just say, if I lose my grip of this none of us will be leaving here."
>She eases off the cannon. "Tell me Mirdala'ika, what is your name?"
>She gives you a death stare as her mane goes flat. "Pinkamina Diane Pie."
>You give a little mock bow. "I am Anonymous, Bounty Hunter. I am also a generous man Miss Pinkamina."
>She cocks her head and settles onto all four. "I can tell your interested." You flash her your blood-stained teeth as a grin.
>She doesn't even flinch, you like this one. "This has been fun, and I think this might happen again. So, what I'm willing to do is.."
>She leans in, those blue eyes of hers like ice. "What?"
>"You get your friends, leave, but try this again when you're a challenge."
>She grits her teeth and moves to the cannon but you flash the detonator.
>She growls at you a moves to Applejack, waking her up from the stun. "Ah, wha-Where are we?"
>Pinkamina shakes her head and tells her to get the others.
>In minutes, you're watching the defeated Ponies limp off in defeat.
>You deactivate the detonator and set it back on your belt. Adrenalin was already ebbing from your system.
>With a crack you put your nose back into place, the pain feeling oddly gratifying.
>You pick up your fallen Vibroblade and re-holster it. 
>Well, time to go hunting for tonights dinner.
>You retrieve your Verpine Shatter Rifle and replace your helmet then venture off into the forest.
>In a few minutes you set up on a small hill overlooking a stream.
>It's late, but you hope something is an insomniac. You don't want ration cubes again.
>You lay prone, time ticking by with your entire body sore. Your eyelids get heavy and you stand at the edge of the waking world and dreamland.
>Memories of your father teaching you to hunt and fish came up.
>A cracking twig wakes you up and you look through the scope, you were getting soft. You almost fell asleep.
>Through your scope you see a tall brown furred creature with a head sporting massive horns.
>You sight it in, aiming just above the shoulder.
>You inhale and pull the trigger. The round flies soundless to the target and you watch the large animal topple over, it's legs jerking and twitching.
>A grin broke out under your helmet, that thing would be big enough for a few days.
>You slide down the hill and cross the stream to the fallen beast. You pull out a sturdy Trandoshan blade and start gutting.
>"Girls, maybe it's over this a'way."
>Your head jerks up at the voices. It sounded almost like the orange one, Applejack.
>You jerk up your rifle as three small Equines step into the clearing.
>The white one speaks up as she sees the beast. "Mister, what did you do to that deer?"
>"I'm securing food for the next few days, go away." The white one steps back but one with a little red bow and another with a burnt orange coat stepforward. "Hai, Ah'm Applebloom, this is Scootaloo, an' that's Sweetie Bell."
>You holster your rifle on your back and toss the deer over your shoulder. "Head back to your homes small ones, this forest isn't a place meant for you."
>They don't listen, and just follow you.
>For the next twenty minutes, you're subjected to various questions about everything, and you arn't stretching the truth.
>The sounds of the forest eventually get to them, and they practically walk on your heels in fear.
>You turn your head to spare a glance back at them. Sweetie Bell has her horn glowing for light, Applejack has puffed herself up and Scootaloo looked almost the same.
>You say almost as you notice her eyes flickering across the visible tree line and her ears working like tiny radar.
>She seems better adjusted then the others. You stop and the trio smack into the backs of your legs.
>"For the last time, go home." Applebloom, ever the voice for the group pipes up. "But, we don't know tha' way back."
>Scootaloo perks up as something moves in the brush. You faintly make out the form of two wolves.
>You may have been a bastard, but you weren't merciless. 
>You sigh and wave the three to your ship as you finally step out into the clearing. "You leave at dawn, don't touch anything."
>They ignore you and proceed to do the exact opposite. They touched EVERYTHING. 
>You constantly had to remind yourself they were kids. 
>You got to work on preparing dinner, having to restart several times because of various 'accidents'.
>You had to lock up most of your explosives after Sweetie found a Cryoban grenade.
>Tonight was going to be a long night for Anonymous.