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“Wow.”, That was kind of dark. Accidentally cooking a pony due to their name. That was a story only her brother or his goofy friends would tell. Almost sounded like the old ‘pony parents can’t get ahold of their usual foal-sitter so they pick a random one who looks a bit odd, but uses her anyway only for the brain-boggled sitter to end up cooking their kid and not the cabbage she was supposed to prepare’. Dark. “Please don’t tell that story to Ocellus...." The poor Changeling was not the biggest fan of spooky stories and was easily creeped and or freaked out by the simplest of horror stories. And considering the sensitive changeling was her bunkmate, the young dragon really did not want to hear the poor creature mutter in her sleep as she had to endure another nightmare. "I seriously doubt any of us could lift or even pull Big Mac.", he was the only large red stallion she knew was nearby. She really really wanted to make a joke about the big guy being a 'snack', but bit her tongue instead. There were waaaaay too many teachers lingering about. and she had just finished a week's worth attention after she got caught telling a rather wicked joke about an donkey. Thankfully the sometimes sea-pony had moved on to other topics. Former invaders of Equestria. The odd mare with the broken horn and whatever a "Grubber' was. They were part of an unsuccessful team of invaders. Their leader lost not only the battle, but also his head. These two jokers were the only ones left, although Smolder pondered whatever happened to the Stormking's minions? Those big, dumb monsters that he had? Were they just sent back home, or did Princess Celestia take them all behind her she-shed and zap 'em with her magic? Ponies were far too forgiving. IF this happened in the Dragonlands, they would have all been kicked into the nearest lava pool. Or Torch would have just stepped on them all.

And if Moony is there, so shall Pocket Change!

Fire Walker who is currently part of the Twilight Guard would have to come She would go with Swift Squall...But if for some reason he's not able to attend, I could see her attending the event just to hang around and see friends. The idea of her best buddy Pressy going on a date makes her very very happy. I'll need to hear back from Swift's player before I fill out that form...

"Yes....And I'm just as bad...", the mare whinnied, "I'm either in my dress uniform, my dress-dress, or my dress armor. All very well and proper...But sometimes you want to be a little risky...", next time she gets her beloved green stallion over to Ponyville, she would need to take him to see Velvet and her little store. If anyone could get an conservative stallion to dress all crazy like, it would be her. She chuckled, "It's not so much the materiel....I believe it was fine Corinthian tissue paper....And it's tor coverage either, it was all about who made it....And as most fashion designers, this one was a bit of a looney....This Whackett Buzzard Stubble had never been seen outside of a small box she lives in...She has ponies who push her box on a wagon about...And she comminutes through birdcalls and box shakings. All very odd. I just hope they had cut holes In her box." Oh bugger. She really needed to not talk politics. Ever. She had heard this all before. "Equestria Nobility?", she sighed, "Not sure there's much left of our old royal family.....I believe Blueblood..Or Bluebelle...is what's left. The others, I'm sure are just sell made millionaires and their hangers on...As for us...Ponies....We've been protected for so long...By heroes...Alicorns....We'll all need to leap into reality one day...Might skin our knees in the process, but we'll have to learn to stand on our own four hooves..", she took a sip from her glass. "I just feel bad for Princess Twilight and her friends....But especially Twilight..Poor girl works so hard....And we're about the same age, and she's never had a date that I know of..Or probably even a day for herself....She was thrust into the toughest school at such an early age and was even given a dragon baby to look after, when she was practically a baby..." She nodded her head as the unicorn spoke of her 'Sombra'. What a weird, weird day that was. "He seemed to be a bit more solid...And I had planned to see if he had a navel...But never could find the time with all the running about. Maybe the 'Blue Fairy' turned him into a real boy?" As she pondered this all, the intercom sparked back to life with an even worse message. That couldn't be the captain. He was a tad bit silly. Maybe they had been hijacked? This thought quickly ended as the ship decided it had enough and parted. The first thing on the mare's mind was her stallion who already felt the lack of breathable oxygen and quickly went under. Pegasus ponies could handle this sort of thing better, but not for long. This was much higher than they tended to fly. But she needed to save him. At any cost. Fire Walker quickly wrapped her legs around the unconscious pony and spread out her wings. She might not be able to hold him for long....Oh dear...She was already out like a light. The Pegasus mare woke up. She did not care that she could not see. Nor did she care that her wings were screaming in agony or she felt warm blood on her body. Not a pleasant feeling...What she did care was...."Swift!", she called out. And good gravy, it was cold outside!

Cute episode.

“Was it?”, she blinked at the silly stallion. “I just had assumed you said that as not to hurt my feelings.”, she fluttered her eyelashes at her special pony before snatching up a bit more cheese. “Thought you were trying out a bit of ‘modern dress’. Never could understand it...”, she chuckled, “A few weeks ago Docket and I attended one of those runway model events in Manehattan....Not sure who the fashion designer was. But it was crazy..Just such odd dresses....One even wore what I was pretty sure was just a long bit of tooth floss..And when she turned , it just went into her...Like 'swoop'", she made the sound affect. "We later found out the 'dress' was going for over ten thousand bits and the entire line had sold out by then....Just hope they didn't sell the one the model had on...Yeck.." She took a sip from her glass, which oddly enough contained only apple juice crossed with cherry juice. During her time in Ponyville, it had became an popular little drink she enjoyed while on the 'clock'. "There's only a few ponies in the 'Twilight Guard' and most had already been in the R.E.A. So it would be a smooth transition back into the fold....But for now, things have been so crazy, I haven't asked Princess Twilight.....As for the Princesses...I have no idea what they're up too...Had hoped if they retired, the whole kingdom would be returned to we mortals, like it used to be, but Twilight? She's a smart girl, but hardly a politician." More talk of Sombra sparked a bit of fire in her eyes.."It's just so bizarre...He did return and from what I've heard, he was outright blown to pieces by our favorite purple princess....Apparently he tried to use her niece as a shield and she did not take too kindly to it...", she shook her head, "We are ponies...Adorable and friendly, but you mess with our family and that's the end of yah.." Oh wait, there was a bit of bourbon in this. No matter she was feeling a bit odd. "I helped find some lost critters with Lady Fluttershy and some farmers...For some reason, a creature who called himself Sombra was there..But he wasn't evil. Just...Erm..", she paused to think of the right word, "More like a gloomy dark teenaged pony who all the sweet and innocent young mares would fall in love with...In young adult novels. That I have never read..Nope.", she added a chuckle. "If he was evil, Wind Walker's dog, Mr Gumby, who was with me, would have jumped on him....So still trying to figure out what had happened.", she leaned into the cuddle. She smiled before she took another sip....And something he said struck her as odd.. "Sig?", Did he mean Chieftain Sigrun? She had not seen the impressive Caribou in ages. How was she doing? Was it the wedding she last ran into the Chieftain? Before her question could be answered, a rather annoying voice came in on the intercom. "Oh, fuzzy under cranky keisters....", she had been working on her swearing lately. "I hope they didn't break the Crystal Heart again....I heard the weather went from horrid to abhorrent the last time it happened." ,At leas they had each other...As she pondered life, she spotted some Kirin...What gorgeous creatures...She smiled at the stallion as he did one thing he really should not have done. He cursed the vacation. They were doomed.

"Yeah. Relaxing....", the mare sighed. Thankfully this was less of an sigh of woe, but one from a pony that really needed to relax. She paused to sample few bits of Gorau Glas from her cheese plate. This all felt very good. "And again....I'm sorry for being such a cranky-puss to you Swifty dear.." It had been so long since they had been together.."And for your suit....I know it was very exquisite and all, and while rather durable, but it was no match for my teeth....", after being grouchy, she managed to rip his clothing off. Rather quickly. With her choppers. Maybe it was true about the rumors of her great great grandmother being part-piranha fish. Again, it had been a very long time since she spent time with her stallion. "And the couch. I had Mister Oak Branch ship it over to a friend in Ponyville. Davenport is an absolute artist when it comes to restoring antique sofas. I'm sure he'll even find the right springs to replace all the busted ones." IT WAS THREE MONTHS! "And this....With all the things going on with the Twilight Guard and then Princess Celestia and Princess Luna retiring and hoofing their power to my boss...I might end up moving to Canterlot if Twilight needs me to....." Canterlot was the capitol of Equestria and to rule, one would need to live in the city. She really need to push all this worry out of her head during the vacation. Take it all out. Put it in a box. Lock that box and put that box in a safe. There we go. She pressed her head against the very glorious and not broken couch.."Is good....I won't speak of work...Or drama...Or theatrics....Or even that weird little mission I went with Lady Fluttershy and this.....shadow thing....Looked like Sombra, but was not....Really. The more that I think of it...And Apple Bloom...I swear...When we have a kid, I hope he or she is like that little Apple kid...She's clever and brave and she has a cute little accent. And the Crystal Empire....Yeah, I doubt think I've been there just to bramble about and look at stuff. Usually some craziness going on..." She was very comfortable at the moment. There was light music in the background and it was just the right temperature. And unlike a train, there was no movement below. No shaking or bouncing. Something her old friend Zelda was probably experiencing at the moment. The black griffon had also made plans to visit the restored empire months before Swift Squall came up with the idea. They had plans to meet up during the last day of their stay. "I can just rest here forever..Knowing you're at my side..", the mare whispered.

Pocket Change could not help but sigh after hearing all the 'Ugg-a-Wug’s. These were not proper natives, but as their new friend had elegantly remarked, but a bunch of 'dumb old jerks'. What was next? Bongo Bongo Bongo? Or maybe even Bingo, bangle, bungle? He doubted any of these scavengers had attended one archeology class. Instead they probably read a few 'Punch Punchly: The Explorer Who Punches!' novels. Those made 'Daring Do' books look like the 'Old Stallion And The Sea'. "Good idea. Let's get into these bushes.." Both Pocket and Wind Whistler quickly made their way into their proper hiding spot. "And no stabbing anypony..", he whispered to the mare. "Your dog buddy gets a freaking sword. What do you think he's going to do with that?" "He's not going to slice any....oh.." Further shots could be heard. "Bongo Bongo Bongo!" and "Bingo, bangle, bungle!", could be heard. "Oh, for fraks sake.", the stallion groaned. The sword was too good for them!

"School project.", the dragon replied in a 'just the facts' tone, "Needed to check out the place and write a little paper about it." She was really doomed at the moment. Smolder could not even come up with a decent title for this paper. Maybe there is a pun she could use. Ponies like puns, right? How about 'Sweet Apple Acres: The In-Cider Information' or 'A-Peel-Ing Facts About Sweet Apple Acres'. Ho Ho. As her mind raced about the right title, the young student's eye fell upon Applejack and the pleasant looking mare she was with. Were they hooking up? She was being rather familiar with the farmer. Joking about needing to buy her dinner first. Heh. Smolder had heard talk about that before even back in the Dragon Lands. Months later, there were a few more eggs to be added to the hatching grounds. She shook her head quickly to remove further thoughts on that particular 'road'. "Guess I should get some apples. Learn about the whole picking process and maybe see about getting an a tour.....Maybe they could get Big Mac or Apple Bloom to show me around....Oh wait..", she pictured a guided tour with a stallion that was known for saying very little. "Maybe just Apple Bloom...", she probably wouldn't learn much just wandering around the farm by herself.

“Says here Canterlot is one of the oldest cities in the world and is the sixth greatest producer of shower curtain hooks in all of Equestria!", the cat read from her pamphlet before sliding it into her pocket. Like a pro, she stepped near the road and waited.....And waited. In a few moments, or two Knife yawns, a cab, pulled by an uniformed mare, Thrilly stood closer to the curb and waved her hand at the taxi, who stopped. “'House of Enchanted Comics, please.", the flying acrobat asked the cabby who started off right away. "So....",she turned her attention back to the pair. 'We're doing horror? Guess we can start off with something spooky. Then maybe a super-hero comics? Maybe a romantic comic?", she could not help but be surprised when the little dragon nodded her head at the thought. "Really? I was kind of joking..You want to be in a romance comic?" The dragon nodded her head once again, "There's nothing wrong with me liking romantic stuff....:People are happy when it's all romantic...", the dragon huffed. It took awhile, but the cab was soon at THE HOUSE OF THE ENCHANTED COMICS shop. Knife was slightly disappointed. "Looks like a regular comic store to me.", she grumbled, "Even has a fake oversized comic book rack and shelves outside in case you don't catch the sign."

Yeah. Fun little episode. We finally get to 'hear' what Angel has to say. And we get some Zecora love. Reminded me a bit of EP's series where the pets became the ponies...And griffon...

I enjoyed this episode a good deal more than I thought I would. When I saw the episode summary, I assumed we would get this: But, nope she was cool. And I liked the supporting characters that popped up...Although, the unicorns were a little too easily convinced to quit their fireworks job.

Mister Gumby quickly caught up with the little farmer moments later. The small dog caught wind of the random deer bottom, and at first was curious, but stopped dead in his tracks. “Raaph?”, the confused little Corgi muttered. Yep! Something was wrong. Being a very good dog, he kept close to Apple Bloom. With him at her side, there was no creature who could conquer them! At least that's what he believed. The smells were all very wrong. But he could use his nose to pick up any creature who wandered here lately. Just gotta use the ol' sniffer. And that's what he did. Sniff Sniff. The officer was next. "Wow, that's a lot of quicksand.", she hovered above the old timey movie standby. Nearly eighty percent of westerns usually had one scene where the heroes end up in the dense fluid. The less experienced hero or sidekick would freak out and panic, thus making him or her quickly sink into the sand. While the mentor or experienced hero would teach the younger character to defeat the deadly trap, usually incorporating a previous lesson into mix as well. There was also a part of a deer sticking out. Was it alive? Was it moving? Could this be some sort of trap? Heroes rush in to save trapped deer, end up in quicksand. And she really did not want to get sand in her armor. She hated non-beach sand as it was all coarse, and rough, and irritating. And it gets everywhere! "Miss Fluttershy...", she warned the Pegasus mare, "Be careful. This might be a trap." It was a shame that the only one could use magic was Sombra, and she still could not trust him, pale shadow of the real evil deal or not. "I actually have rope.", Fire Walker flew over to an dry, hard part of land. "Just let me get my..oh." Alizarin already managed to find herself caught in the old cliché. This was one of the more major annoyances of a race that normally does not wear clothing. Sand in places sand should not be. The officers armor kept her safe there. While she had a coil of rope in her saddlebags, the young farmer had her stick. Sombra had his magic as well, which he used...to summon something to help her? Was that his plan? She still decided to help Alizarin just incase. OOC: I will give the next poster the choice to see if this works: 1. Fire Walker will create a lasso with her rope. 2. She will fly over Alizarin with the lasso. 3. She will lasso the mare around her waist. 4. She will try to gently guide her to safety and out of the quicksand. 5. Only you will make it happen!

Yep. This was a farm. She could just smell that dairy air! The young dragon had an assignment she needed to take care of, which was to visit an important Ponyville landmark and write about it. She had spent a few hours in the library and determined ‘Sweet Apple Acres’ was probably at least in the top five, if not the most important place in all of the village. After all, the Apple family started the village when they moved in and set up their farm. Without the Apples, there would be no Ponyville. Why they ended up with such an generic village name, none of the newspaper articles nor the impressive set of 'Encyclopedia Equestrian' books could explain. Why not Appletown? Cider-City? Smithtown? After her research, her next step was to actually visit the farm. Thankfully there was some sort of event going on..And what was this event? "Sweet Apple Acres First Annual Apple Kiss?", she folded her arms as she studied this banner. "Hey Silver...", she asked, "What do you supposed this..is supposed to be?"

The dragon managed stifle an grunt or ‘hmmmph’ as her new professor rode a shiny train to Assumption-Town. Choo-Choo! Before she was dragged, kicking and screaming to Pony-Land by Dragon Lord Ember, Smolder didn’t know a single thing about any ponies. Toilet Sporkle? Smackyjack? Rainbow Brite? Never heard of 'em! She had assumed ponies spent the better of their days gamboling about their happy land having tea parties and crying over not having enough time for even more tea parties. She even bet most of her friends didn't even know who the other professors were. Maybe Gallus. He probably had an autographed poster of Rainbow Dash at his house. So maybe she meant others in -general- did not know who she was. Still, she learned to like ponies during her time in Ponyville. Dragons and many other creatures out there could learn a thing or twenty from their new little equine buddies. Aka Tea Parties are cool. Hearing that her friend 'no have right book', she placed the decent sized publication near the forgetful yak. They could both go through the book as class went on. "I'd never leave you hanging.", she whispered with a wink. The class still sounded interesting when their professor spoke it. DEFENSE. Dark HEARTS. She could see it now. A horde of dark cloaked beasties who were out to cause trouble. But nope! This dragon has claws! A quick swipe later and she was now holding the still beating, dark heart of the shadow monster's leader. While this was fun to imagine, Smolder seriously doubted this unicorn was going to teach them the 'Dreaded Yin Technique' found in the 'R' rated movie she and a few others had snuck into during the weekend. This was going to be nice. Emotions will be discussed. Tears will fall. Hugs will happen. For the moment, she did not have any questions. Her griffon pal asked a question that their professor had already asked. And the longma had a question the dragon originally was going to ask. For now, she would listen. There was still a chance this class could be cool.

Well there goes her multilayered plan she had floating around in her skull. The officer should have known better. You could tell young Apple Bloom to sit still, but if there was something interesting ahead, she sure as well wasn't gonna be sitting still! She was an Apple and those apples needed to keep rolling... Mister Gumby knew this as well and let off an "BORF!" before taking after the young filly. He would be able to keep an eye on the farmer and give her just enough time with the others. Fluttershy was next. And zounds. It was probably safer to sneak into a dragon's lair. Steal a bag of gems and then slap him on the backside with a bat while shouting, "I AM STEALING YOUR STUFF. DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!" While standing still than it was to bother an cute little fuzzy animal in front of the sweet mare. Fire Walker once heard that Fluttershy once punched a griffon square in the beak when he tried to slash at an helpless little chipmunk. This was probably total bullhonkey, but it made for an interesting visual. Young Alizarin was playing with fire and sometimes when you play with fire, you get burnt! With that, she ran into the darkness. The forest was creepy, but this was not the Everfree, and while it was dark and spooky, it was still a mostly safe bit of woods. The animals were friendly. The weather wasn't crazy. She was safe. But she was still ready for anything. "Hey Apple Bloom! You see anything yet?" Had she found the source of the yelp!?

Did she just call Mr Gumby a FILLY? He would admit that he was a silly dog at times. But he was a Corgi and they were all very silly dogs. Nopony hired a gang of Corgis to guard their riches. But his kind were needed to supply pure happiness to all those deserving of. Which was every living creature on this planet. And while still a very happy dog, he gave off an slightly bothered. "Borf!", he huffed. It was Wind Walker's turn to be surprised. The stallion nearby was an Wonderbolt? Really? Couldn't they have gotten Soarin? He was as her sister would probably never call him, a 'Hottie'. But one would have to keep what was given. And this was soccer. Equestria's seventh favorite ball-based sport! She could at least have fun with her fillies...And....dog. she would just need to be careful. Last time she played soccer, she kicked the ball to her good friend Sweet Cents. An unicorn. She tried her best to 'head' the ball, and ended up impaling the ball on her horn. Game over. Why they didn't have a second ball was a mystery. Thankfully the kids were all cool, like her. She smiled back at the other fillies...Even if she wasn't a fan of soccer, this could still be a ton of fun. Her little corgi quickly made his way over to Echo and gave her a friendly little boop on the snout with her paw along with an equally friendly "RAPH!" It was then time for their little activity. Get to know her team! The little Pegasus snatched up the ball. "I'm Wind Walker and I really like to fly really fast!" Not very exciting or world changing like most, but she really liked to fly.

Dude? The little dragon growled, “I’m not a dude..I’m a girl! And hey....One of these days I’ll be really big like Torch. But bigger!”, she paused to blow a bubble. “And I’ll...erp...”, her bubble promptly popped in her face. “Natter natter! Grommish grommish!”, the little creature tried to speak, but was only able to mumble as the gum, gummed her up. Thrilly helped to remove the gum from the poor little ‘Knife’ "Yeah.", Thrilly pulled out the small ATTRACTIONS pamphlet. "I really like how Canterlot is set up....They have the original residential area....Built after the Sister's castle.....Lots of large old manor homes....And then the new homes...And the restaurant district.....And one that was filled with common stores..Grocery stores...Laundromat...Fashion districts...And then the entertainment area....Which we were already in..." She paused to let out a gasp. They had already paid for their meal, cleaned up Knife and were already outside.. "Didn't realize we were moving..Weird....The Entertainment district has a few stadiums and some cool shops...And the 'House'. We should hail a cab." And that she did. "So...It says we can pick from a world of comics to explore....Horror....Superhero.....Romance...er...no...sweet whiskers...", she gagged, "No...Military....Giant monster...Fantasy..Kids....", where everything was colorful and all the characters had big heads..Ugh..."And karate.....What do you guys want to try?"

The day the show doesn't put a smile on my face is the day I stop watching. I still have tons of faith for the next gen shows. Hopefully we'll get writers from the other Family friendly but still really good shows out there.

“Ghosts?”, the little dragon spoke up, “An’t no such things as ghosts!", she huffed, “Mom said when we die, our bodies become pure energy and we are forever.....erm...” She never really thought about some of the crazy stuff her parents thought about. Or why she saw so many colors after she ate those weird brownies the other day. Wow her folks were weird. Thrilly glanced at her with her right eyebrow raised rather high. Knife glanced over at her with a grin. “I mean...”, she waggled her front legs in the air. “Oo-oo! Scary ghosts and witches and then witch-ghosts....Oo-oo! I'm s-s-scared!" She quickly took care of her ice-cream the moment the bowl hit the table. While she was sure that was going to bother the small creature's stomach, Thrilly shrugged her shoulders and had a taste of her own desert. She also made sure to pay the remaining part of the bill, even if it was just the tip. "We should check out the 'House'. If it's magic stuff like it says, we could at least run off all the extra calories from this wonderful meal we just had...And maybe they might have a horror magic comic...Or something else. We will have to see..", the cat added.

Well this is a thing now. Wind Walker glanced down at her uniform. It was not the regal and professional suit of an officer she would soon wear, but instead it involved shorts. Blue shorts and a white shirt which was marked with her number which was forty nine. The filly sighed as she walked towards the field. She never considered herself an soccer fan, but here she was. Her silly mother caught sight of an FOAL SOCCER advert that had been placed on a bulletin board. And after telling her youngest that she needed to spend more time with other kids...Running around....So a quick stop at the sport shop later, she was now doing soccer. Hopefully she would find time between fencing lessons, combat camp and young survivalist club. Thankfully her pup Mr Gumby was at her side and ready to lead an helping. "RAPH!" The little dog also got his very own uniform. The number was zero zero and matched the required colors. Not sure if he was allowed to play, but she was sure he would spend most of his time barking at random things or sleeping. Considering she was in Canterlot, she was rather surprised to see a few Ponyville ponies on the field. Shame they couldn't have had this in her happy little village. Would have saved the bits on a train ticket. "Heya Sweetie Belle." Hopefully with the unicorn nearby, hopefully her friends would be around. She could see both Apple Bloom and Scootaloo being very good soccer players. Echo was also there...The filly was as tough as she was itty bitty. After making sure the Pegasus pony could see her, Wind mouthed, 'Hey Echo' and waved her front left hoof at her. Mr Gumby barked a friendly. "RAPH" as well. She did not know the others. "The name's Wind Walker...", she made sure everyone knew her name. She hated being called the 'Blue Kid'. So who was going to be their coach? There were only two types of coaches. Harsh taskmasters who would make ol' General Pummel look like her sweet Grandma, or over enthusiastic, wack-a-doodles with too much energy. Who would they get?

The red coated officer glanced into her pack. “Just some special R.E.A packaged meals I had in storage....Stuff lasts forever and does not require refrigeration. Tastes like s.....er...something not so great.”, she grinned back at the little filly. She had been called rather late for this little ‘mission and did not have time to get something tastier. The mare could not help but chuckle at the little farmer’s very old timey goblet. She could picture Granny Smith as she tried to find her missing family heirlooms. After taking in the cider, she could see why ponies waited hours for just an mug. This was good, but freshly poured cider with the head intact, that was probably like heaven. After finishing the sweet, sweet cider, she cleaned the antique and passed it off to the filly. “Thank you Miss Bloom.” While she could probably go through a barrel of the stuff, she really didn’t want to spend the whole mission excusing herself to use the little girl’s room. There was now this creature that was giving her little group the eye. This needed to be taken care of before Fluttershy’s attack rabbit went into berserker mode. Oh, it was a little squirrel girl. How adorable. Some in her party had quite the imagination. “I’m guessing she’s just a regular little squirrel. A rather common, but cute White Tail, Brown Tail Tree Squirrel. Probably checking to see who was making all the noise. Hopefully we didn't wake up her kids." She had already seen how cranky those furry little creatures could get without their necessary full night's worth of sleep. Lots of grumpy chittering and nut-littering. Then there was not a ear-splitting shriek or an painful holler, but a yelp? That could still be something. The officer's first instinct was to spread her wings and quickly fly over to where the noise was coming from, but it was always unwise to go alone. Unfortunately there was only one other pony in her group that could fly. "Miss Fluttershy, could you please help me check on that noise...." That yelp of terror in the dark forest.....No, that was not going to work. "Which probably came from a poor little fuzzy animal in need of help?" The sweet mare was as over cautious as she was beautiful, but even the idea of a helpless little critter in need should been more of a push to get her to help. IF Fluttershy refuses to come... Fire Walker will then ask Apple Bloom to come with her. While she could not fly, the officer knew she was both brave and swift like her big sister. She also needed somepony like Alizarin to keep an eye on 'Sombra'. ....Fire Walker will lead <Insert Pony's name> towards the yelp...At swift speed!....