"Twilight! TwILIIIIIGHT!!!!!" That was the last thing Twilight remembered before darkness enveloped her. She was aware that she was falling from a high ledge of the cave. Flash Sentry got up. He zoomed over, but the dust was too thick for his eyes. "Twilight!" He screamed, his voice hoarse. His eyes scanned around for any sign of the lavender pony, but the dust that hung in the air prevented him a full view. He heard a loud thud somewhere and saw a few boulders falling of a cliff. He flew over. Swatting the dust away he made his way through the debree. The corpse of the dead changeling dragon was buried under a pile of rocks. Flash didn't care. He had to find Twilight. As he came up on a ledge he saw a huddled shape below. A shape with wings and a horn. Twilight! He practically jumped down from the ledge, only slowing just before he hit the ground. Slowly he trudged over to the shape. Stifling a gasp of horror he tried to move the rocks off of Twilight. After he cleared away most of the rocks he grabbed Twilight's wing and started to pull her away. He laid her beside him. She looked like she just got run over by a stampede of Fluttershy's rabbits. One of her wings were twisted out of shape. Her body was covered in scratches and bruises. Blood trickled out from gash on her forehead. Desperately he ripped off some of his mane. Who would have thought he'd do that for Twilight. Then he laid it on her head. He glanced at her chest and was relieved to see that at least she was alive. After a few moments the bleeding stopped long enough for him to pick her up gently and fly back to base.
Twilight woke with a start, then winced as pain tore through her body. She glanced at her wing. There was a small wrap around her right wing. She stared at it in disbelief. How did it get bent out of shape? Then she remembered. Her fore hoof was bandaged up while a big plaster stuck onto her head. Boy did she look helpless. Just as she was about to get off the bed Flash walked in. "Twilight! You're awake!" He exclaimed, rushing over to give her a light hug. Twilight glanced sheepishly at him. "How Iong have I been out for?" Flash grinned. " A couple hours or so. You're friends were really worried," he said. "I'm just glad you're OK. Are you hurt?" Twilight lifted up her twisted wing and raised an eyebrow. "Do I look fine to you?" Flash grinned even more. "Just joking. A couple more days and you'll be fine. But you can't fly until then." Fluttershy poked her head in. "Twilight! Ohh we were so worried about you!" Squealed Fluttershy as she examined Twilight. "Lucky for you you survived. Flash told us everything and we sent a letter to Princess Celestia." Twilight blinked gratefully at her friend. Then as she tried to move her front leg pain shot through it. She winced. "Oh that's right, you can't move until you're hooves are better," remembered Fluttershy. "I'm fine!" protested Twilight, suddenly remembering their mission.
Fluttershy had left some soup for Twilight before she left on patrol. Twilight sighed. She wiggled her injured wing a little. Twilight thought back to the attack. Changelings had dragons now?! Great Celestia was this mission going to be hard.