甜贝儿对那些幽灵般的树木和那些在视线之外发出奇怪声音的生物感到不寒而栗。对于一只不喜欢恐怖的地方的小马来说，她确实发现自己进入无边无际的无尽之森已经有一段时间了。幸好，她知道她们要去哪里，而至少现在看来那个地方一点也吓唬不了她了。尽管如此，甜贝尔还是不想再呆在这片阴森的森林里了。
“你们认识一只斑马？她就住在无尽之森里？”莉月边走边问道。“你认为她会帮助我们吗？”
“当我得了可爱痘的时候，是泽科拉帮了我，”小萍花说道。“我敢肯定她知道一些治愈解决诅咒的咒语。”他们转过一个拐角，看到一个戴着兜帽的小马正在路边采集植物。那小马转过身来，看了看这些小姑娘。
泽科拉摘下兜帽朝她们微笑道：“平日三马结团，此时又添一员，既然都已至此，可有拜访之意？”
童子军齐声叫道：“嗨，泽科拉！”
泽科拉目光看向了莉月：“我非常高兴，家里来访客，可问您名姓，其余我皆识。”
莉月害羞地说道：“嗨。。你好，我叫莉月，我和家人最近刚搬来这边。”
泽科拉点了点头，然后转身沿着小路走了过去，转头说道：“各位请随我，屋里坐一坐，我相信你们，有不少要说。”其它小马很快地跟了过去。
当他们到达泽科拉的家时，甜贝尔听到了莉月的喘息惊叹声。毕竟这确实很令马印象深刻：泽科拉住在一棵大树里。不同颜色的瓶子里装着‘只有塞拉斯蒂娅才知道’（鬼知道那是什么玩意）的外面采集来的东西。当她们走近门的时候，甜贝尔环顾了下四周。中间一个冒着泡的大锅，墙上挂着奇奇怪怪的东西，架子上摆满了咒语书和药水。泽科拉看了看那些小马，又检查了一下正在冒泡的大锅。.
“你们此行来，应不止拜访，好像有烦恼，可否来分享？”
小萍花解释道：“我们知道这听起来有点疯狂，但我们一致认为袭击小马镇的木精狼是个兽马。”
泽科拉睁大了眼睛：“仅一只兽马，便带来危险，兽马变木狼，似乎很奇怪。”
“是很奇怪，”莉月同意道，“我婶婶告诉我不可能有兽马变的木精狼存在。”
“原谅我冒犯，但她确有误，若魔法强大，便可成缘故。”莉月对婶婶在一些方面的见解可能是错的表示很惊讶，泽科拉这时抬起了头：“但还有疑问，可否告诉我，你们是如何，判断狼为马？”
飞板璐向甜贝儿点了点头，比起森林，泽科拉熟悉的家让甜贝儿安心了不少。她说道：“我注意到这只木精狼两次袭击，都只吃糖果，这看起来就很奇怪。”
泽科拉回应道：“你的意思我已懂，觉得糖果好吃只能是小马。”在场的小马点了点头，“如此强大咒语，必会印象深刻，若小马中此咒，必有强攻击性。”
小萍花承认道：“我都没怎么想过这点，但谁会把小马变成木精狼啊？”
泽科拉把目光从小马们身上移开，从窗口看向远处的森林，甜贝儿看她脸上的表情是有一些。。。担忧吗？泽科拉一边说话一边在房间里走着，一边拿起瓶子、草药和各种配料：“我有个想法，但不能先说，相信那故事，需改天再讲；放眼于当下，先来找解药，相信等那时，便知道更多。”她把东西全扔进了煮沸的锅里。“为避免麻烦，时间不可误。现在必须去，找到那兽马！”
飞板璐问道：“你的意思是赶紧找到那木精狼的话它就没有时间去发起袭击了？”
泽科拉摇头道：“有些事比你理解更重要，如果无法去及时治好它，它会再也无法变回小马。”
甜贝儿急促地问道：“会成为永久性的？”泽科拉点了点头。
莉月问道：“但我们怎么才能确定那兽马是谁呢？”
飞板璐说道：“也许我们已经有想法了。”
莉月说道：“肯定不是我姐姐。”
泽科拉拿了一个空瓶子，装满了她锅里冒着气泡的乳白色药水。“兽马可藏多处，若当找到之时，取其一根毛发，”
甜贝儿问道：“取什么玩意？”
泽科拉把装满药水的瓶子递给小萍花，“毛发与药混合好，静待其变粉如桃；若是察觉马变狼，莫怕给它灌下药。”
甜贝儿犹豫道：“我们确定要这样做吗？”
但小萍花的热情很快压倒了这种情绪，她一边研究着药水一边说道：“哇，谢谢泽科拉，我就知道你能靠得住！”她转头看向其它小马，“来吧，各位！我们没有时间可以浪费了！”
小马们都朝着门口冲去—而甜贝儿跑得比其它小马都慢---但泽科拉的声音叫住了她们：“找到兽马时，有一点切记。”小马们停下来转过了身，泽科拉严肃地看着她们：“无论做什么，不要被划伤，否则变为狼。”
ps. 泽科拉的押韵话可能翻译有所欠缺，如有改进的话可在下文回复改进（欢迎各位提出意见）
再次很感谢下文回复读者“星辉”提供的泽科拉押韵话翻译改进意见。
英文版：
Sweetie Belle shuddered at the spooky trees and strange sounds of creatures that stayed just out of sight. For somepony who didn’t like scary places, she sure found herself in the Everfree Forest a whole lot. Fortunately, she knew where they were going, and that place didn’t scare her at all…anymore. Still, Sweetie Belle didn’t want to spend any more time in the spooky forest than she absolutely had to.
“You know a Zebra? And she lives in the Everyfree Forest?” Lilymoon asked as they walked along the path. “You think she’ll help us?”
“Zecora helped me when I got Cutie Pox,” Apple Bloom said. “I betcha she knows about curing other curses, too.” They turned a corner and saw a hooded figure gathering plants just off the path. The figure turned and regarded the fillies.
“Four ponies where there are usually three—have you all come out here just to see me?” The figure removed her hood, and Zecora smiled at them.
“Hi, Zecora!” the Crusaders said in unison.
Zecora glanced at Lilymoon. “I’m always happy to have guests. Who might you be? I know the rest.”
“H-hi,” Lilymoon said shyly, “I’m Lilymoon. My family just moved here.
Zecora nodded, then turned and walked along the path. “Follow me and sit a spell. I’m sure you all have much to tell,” she said over her shoulder. The others quickly followed.
Sweetie Belle heard Lilymoon gasp when they arrived at Zecora’s home. It was pretty impressive. Zecora lived inside a giant tree. Different-colored bottles filled with Celestia-knew-what dangled from the branches outside. Sweetie Belle looked around as they walked through the door. A cauldron was bubbing, odd objects hung on the walls, and the shelves were filled with spells and potions. Zecora checked the bubbling cauldron as she regarded the young ponies.
“I sense this is more than a friendly visit? You all look worried; so come now, what is it?
“We know it sounds crazy, but we think the Timberwolf that attacked Ponyville is really a werepony,” Apple Bloom explained.
Zecora’s eyes widened. “A werepony can bring much danger. But a werepony Timberwolf? That’s even stranger.”
“Very strange,” Lilymoon agreed. “My aunt told us a werepony Timberwolf was impossible.”
“I don’t want to say that your aunt was wrong, but it is possible, if the magic is strong.” Lilymoon looked surprised that her aunt might not be right about something. Zecora cocked her head. “But I’m confused. Please explain to me: Why would a Timberwolf be a pony?”
Scootaloo nodded to Sweetie Belle, who was getting way more comfortable in Zecora’s familiar home than out in the Forest. “I noticed that both times this Timberwolf attacked, it only ate candy,” Sweetie Belle said. “Which seemed really weird.”
“Yes, I see,” said Zecora, “that is quite suspicious. You think it’s somepony who finds candy delicious.” The ponies nodded. A spell this strong is very impressive. But the pony who cast it is clearly aggressive.”
“I didn’t even think about that,” Apple Bloom admitted. “Who would turn a pony into a Timberwolf?”
“Why would someone turn a pony into a Timberwolf? Scootaloo added.
Zecora looked away from the ponies. She started out the window into the Forest beyond. Sweetie Belle thought she looked…worried?” “I have an idea, but I don’t want to say. I believe that’s a tale to tell some other day. For now, let’s just focus on getting a cure. We will know more when it’s time, I am sure.”
Zecora wandered around the room as she spoke, gathering bottles, herbs, and various ingredients. She tossed them into the boiling cauldron. “To avoid serious trouble, there is no time to waste. You must locate the pony and do it with haste!”
“You mean so it won’t have time to attack again?” asked Scootaloo.
Zecora shook her head. “There are bigger things at play than you understand. If you don’t cure this pony as fast as you can, it may never turn back to a pony again!” The fillied all looked at one another.
“It becomes permanent?” Sweetie Belle squeaked. Zecora nodded.
“But how are we going to figure out who it is?” Lilymoon asked.
“Maybe we already have,” Scootaloo said.
“It’s not my sister,” Lilymoon asked.
Zecora took an empty bottle and filled it with the milky-gray potion bubbling in her cauldron. “A Timberwolf pony could hide anywhere. But when you do find it, you must plunk a hair.”
“We have to what?” Sweetie Belle asked.
Zecora handed Apple Boom the bottle filled with potion. “Put the hair in the potion and watch it turn pink; when the pony turns Timberwolf, give it this drink.”
“Are we sure we want to do this?” Sweetie Belle hesitated.
But Apple Bloom’s enthusiasm overpowered the sentiment. “Wow. Thanks, Zecora! I knew you’d know what to do!” she said, studying the potion. She turned to the others. “Come on, y’all! We got no time to waste!”
The ponies all rushed toward the door---Sweetie Belle with less speed than the others---but Zecora’s voice stopped them: “One final thing: When the suspect you find, here is a warming to keep in your mind.” The ponies all stopped and turned. Zecora looked at them with a very serious expression. “Don’t let it scratch you, whatever you do, or else you will turn into a Timberwolf, too!”
“你们认识一只斑马？她就住在无尽之森里？”莉月边走边问道。“你认为她会帮助我们吗？”
“当我得了可爱痘的时候，是泽科拉帮了我，”小萍花说道。“我敢肯定她知道一些治愈解决诅咒的咒语。”他们转过一个拐角，看到一个戴着兜帽的小马正在路边采集植物。那小马转过身来，看了看这些小姑娘。
泽科拉摘下兜帽朝她们微笑道：“平日三马结团，此时又添一员，既然都已至此，可有拜访之意？”
童子军齐声叫道：“嗨，泽科拉！”
泽科拉目光看向了莉月：“我非常高兴，家里来访客，可问您名姓，其余我皆识。”
莉月害羞地说道：“嗨。。你好，我叫莉月，我和家人最近刚搬来这边。”
泽科拉点了点头，然后转身沿着小路走了过去，转头说道：“各位请随我，屋里坐一坐，我相信你们，有不少要说。”其它小马很快地跟了过去。
当他们到达泽科拉的家时，甜贝尔听到了莉月的喘息惊叹声。毕竟这确实很令马印象深刻：泽科拉住在一棵大树里。不同颜色的瓶子里装着‘只有塞拉斯蒂娅才知道’（鬼知道那是什么玩意）的外面采集来的东西。当她们走近门的时候，甜贝尔环顾了下四周。中间一个冒着泡的大锅，墙上挂着奇奇怪怪的东西，架子上摆满了咒语书和药水。泽科拉看了看那些小马，又检查了一下正在冒泡的大锅。.
“你们此行来，应不止拜访，好像有烦恼，可否来分享？”
小萍花解释道：“我们知道这听起来有点疯狂，但我们一致认为袭击小马镇的木精狼是个兽马。”
泽科拉睁大了眼睛：“仅一只兽马，便带来危险，兽马变木狼，似乎很奇怪。”
“是很奇怪，”莉月同意道，“我婶婶告诉我不可能有兽马变的木精狼存在。”
“原谅我冒犯，但她确有误，若魔法强大，便可成缘故。”莉月对婶婶在一些方面的见解可能是错的表示很惊讶，泽科拉这时抬起了头：“但还有疑问，可否告诉我，你们是如何，判断狼为马？”
飞板璐向甜贝儿点了点头，比起森林，泽科拉熟悉的家让甜贝儿安心了不少。她说道：“我注意到这只木精狼两次袭击，都只吃糖果，这看起来就很奇怪。”
泽科拉回应道：“你的意思我已懂，觉得糖果好吃只能是小马。”在场的小马点了点头，“如此强大咒语，必会印象深刻，若小马中此咒，必有强攻击性。”
小萍花承认道：“我都没怎么想过这点，但谁会把小马变成木精狼啊？”
泽科拉把目光从小马们身上移开，从窗口看向远处的森林，甜贝儿看她脸上的表情是有一些。。。担忧吗？泽科拉一边说话一边在房间里走着，一边拿起瓶子、草药和各种配料：“我有个想法，但不能先说，相信那故事，需改天再讲；放眼于当下，先来找解药，相信等那时，便知道更多。”她把东西全扔进了煮沸的锅里。“为避免麻烦，时间不可误。现在必须去，找到那兽马！”
飞板璐问道：“你的意思是赶紧找到那木精狼的话它就没有时间去发起袭击了？”
泽科拉摇头道：“有些事比你理解更重要，如果无法去及时治好它，它会再也无法变回小马。”
甜贝儿急促地问道：“会成为永久性的？”泽科拉点了点头。
莉月问道：“但我们怎么才能确定那兽马是谁呢？”
飞板璐说道：“也许我们已经有想法了。”
莉月说道：“肯定不是我姐姐。”
泽科拉拿了一个空瓶子，装满了她锅里冒着气泡的乳白色药水。“兽马可藏多处，若当找到之时，取其一根毛发，”
甜贝儿问道：“取什么玩意？”
泽科拉把装满药水的瓶子递给小萍花，“毛发与药混合好，静待其变粉如桃；若是察觉马变狼，莫怕给它灌下药。”
甜贝儿犹豫道：“我们确定要这样做吗？”
但小萍花的热情很快压倒了这种情绪，她一边研究着药水一边说道：“哇，谢谢泽科拉，我就知道你能靠得住！”她转头看向其它小马，“来吧，各位！我们没有时间可以浪费了！”
小马们都朝着门口冲去—而甜贝儿跑得比其它小马都慢---但泽科拉的声音叫住了她们：“找到兽马时，有一点切记。”小马们停下来转过了身，泽科拉严肃地看着她们：“无论做什么，不要被划伤，否则变为狼。”
ps. 泽科拉的押韵话可能翻译有所欠缺，如有改进的话可在下文回复改进（欢迎各位提出意见）
再次很感谢下文回复读者“星辉”提供的泽科拉押韵话翻译改进意见。
英文版：
Sweetie Belle shuddered at the spooky trees and strange sounds of creatures that stayed just out of sight. For somepony who didn’t like scary places, she sure found herself in the Everfree Forest a whole lot. Fortunately, she knew where they were going, and that place didn’t scare her at all…anymore. Still, Sweetie Belle didn’t want to spend any more time in the spooky forest than she absolutely had to.
“You know a Zebra? And she lives in the Everyfree Forest?” Lilymoon asked as they walked along the path. “You think she’ll help us?”
“Zecora helped me when I got Cutie Pox,” Apple Bloom said. “I betcha she knows about curing other curses, too.” They turned a corner and saw a hooded figure gathering plants just off the path. The figure turned and regarded the fillies.
“Four ponies where there are usually three—have you all come out here just to see me?” The figure removed her hood, and Zecora smiled at them.
“Hi, Zecora!” the Crusaders said in unison.
Zecora glanced at Lilymoon. “I’m always happy to have guests. Who might you be? I know the rest.”
“H-hi,” Lilymoon said shyly, “I’m Lilymoon. My family just moved here.
Zecora nodded, then turned and walked along the path. “Follow me and sit a spell. I’m sure you all have much to tell,” she said over her shoulder. The others quickly followed.
Sweetie Belle heard Lilymoon gasp when they arrived at Zecora’s home. It was pretty impressive. Zecora lived inside a giant tree. Different-colored bottles filled with Celestia-knew-what dangled from the branches outside. Sweetie Belle looked around as they walked through the door. A cauldron was bubbing, odd objects hung on the walls, and the shelves were filled with spells and potions. Zecora checked the bubbling cauldron as she regarded the young ponies.
“I sense this is more than a friendly visit? You all look worried; so come now, what is it?
“We know it sounds crazy, but we think the Timberwolf that attacked Ponyville is really a werepony,” Apple Bloom explained.
Zecora’s eyes widened. “A werepony can bring much danger. But a werepony Timberwolf? That’s even stranger.”
“Very strange,” Lilymoon agreed. “My aunt told us a werepony Timberwolf was impossible.”
“I don’t want to say that your aunt was wrong, but it is possible, if the magic is strong.” Lilymoon looked surprised that her aunt might not be right about something. Zecora cocked her head. “But I’m confused. Please explain to me: Why would a Timberwolf be a pony?”
Scootaloo nodded to Sweetie Belle, who was getting way more comfortable in Zecora’s familiar home than out in the Forest. “I noticed that both times this Timberwolf attacked, it only ate candy,” Sweetie Belle said. “Which seemed really weird.”
“Yes, I see,” said Zecora, “that is quite suspicious. You think it’s somepony who finds candy delicious.” The ponies nodded. A spell this strong is very impressive. But the pony who cast it is clearly aggressive.”
“I didn’t even think about that,” Apple Bloom admitted. “Who would turn a pony into a Timberwolf?”
“Why would someone turn a pony into a Timberwolf? Scootaloo added.
Zecora looked away from the ponies. She started out the window into the Forest beyond. Sweetie Belle thought she looked…worried?” “I have an idea, but I don’t want to say. I believe that’s a tale to tell some other day. For now, let’s just focus on getting a cure. We will know more when it’s time, I am sure.”
Zecora wandered around the room as she spoke, gathering bottles, herbs, and various ingredients. She tossed them into the boiling cauldron. “To avoid serious trouble, there is no time to waste. You must locate the pony and do it with haste!”
“You mean so it won’t have time to attack again?” asked Scootaloo.
Zecora shook her head. “There are bigger things at play than you understand. If you don’t cure this pony as fast as you can, it may never turn back to a pony again!” The fillied all looked at one another.
“It becomes permanent?” Sweetie Belle squeaked. Zecora nodded.
“But how are we going to figure out who it is?” Lilymoon asked.
“Maybe we already have,” Scootaloo said.
“It’s not my sister,” Lilymoon asked.
Zecora took an empty bottle and filled it with the milky-gray potion bubbling in her cauldron. “A Timberwolf pony could hide anywhere. But when you do find it, you must plunk a hair.”
“We have to what?” Sweetie Belle asked.
Zecora handed Apple Boom the bottle filled with potion. “Put the hair in the potion and watch it turn pink; when the pony turns Timberwolf, give it this drink.”
“Are we sure we want to do this?” Sweetie Belle hesitated.
But Apple Bloom’s enthusiasm overpowered the sentiment. “Wow. Thanks, Zecora! I knew you’d know what to do!” she said, studying the potion. She turned to the others. “Come on, y’all! We got no time to waste!”
The ponies all rushed toward the door---Sweetie Belle with less speed than the others---but Zecora’s voice stopped them: “One final thing: When the suspect you find, here is a warming to keep in your mind.” The ponies all stopped and turned. Zecora looked at them with a very serious expression. “Don’t let it scratch you, whatever you do, or else you will turn into a Timberwolf, too!”