Chapter 32
You spread your wings, stretching them for a moment, and take flight over the ice to the yew tree. As you gain a little altitude you spot a couple of holes in the ice- likely colts throwing rocks into the tarn, you reckon- and you make a mental note to avoid them when you score the ice later.
The red thing here is stuck fairly high up. It's probably just something a pegasus dropped or got snagged here, but you're not sure why they'd be all the way out at the tarn during winter. In summer, you think this seems like a nice, secluded place for a picnic, but in winter it just feels isolated. You hover closer to the object, and grab it in your teeth before pulling it off the tree and landing on the island to inspect your find.
It's a piece of red cloth, for the most part. You think it's been used as a filly's cape. It's a little ragged, and kinda sticky, and lined with some pretty expensive-looking golden fabric. There's a place on it where a badge or patch had been sewn on, but that's been ripped off at some point. Recently, you think. You realise that there's no snow on the cape, and the last snowfall was only a couple of days ago. This cape hasn't been lost for long.
You frown, and take to the sky again. This time you're looking at the snow around the lake- it's mostly pristine up here, except for the hoofprints you left as you were walking up here. You're hoping that you won't find any other tracks, and you feel your heart sink when you do find them- little hoofprints, a filly's or a colt's, coming in a straight line from town. They've got a pattern it takes you a minute to put together- little clumps of hoofprints, then a gap, then hoofprints again, then a bigger gap, and-
They can't fly! That's what this is! They're running, and they're trying to take off, and they're getting better at it each time, spending a little more time aloft, and then their last leap must have taken them to the pond. They must have gotten some real elevation to get into the tree where they lost their cape, you think.
But there's no track away from the pond. An experienced flier can barrel through a tree, but an inexperienced one's more likely to tuck their wings in and close their eyes. Genuinely worried now, you fly over to the tree and look- there are feathers on one of the branches. Pegasus feathers. Definitely.
And there are a couple of big holes in the ice.
Oh, Tartarus.
You take a brief, panicky moment to assess your options. You're a poor swimmer and that water's ice cold, and if you're wrong then you could really hurt yourself. If you're right, and to Celestia you hope you're not, there's a pegasus filly under there who's been there for a couple of minutes at least. The cold might help her, right? You've read something like that, you think, and she might be okay if you get her quickly. Or she might be okay long enough to get help.
Oh, Tartarus.
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The water may be ice cold, but pegasi have a natural resistance to cold weather (I think Rainbow Dash mentioned it in at least one episode; in any event they'd have to have such a resistance if they spend their time sleeping on clouds, which are made of ice crystals after all).
Dive! Dive! Dive! There's a foal's life in danger!
Scream a bit on the way down to attract attention, though, and get other ponies here.
SAVE THE FOAL
Scootaloo :o
Use the powers of soviet Russia to either switch places with the filly to find out where she is, or find out what it's like to photosynthesise
1930914 707 OUT-OF-COMMUNISM-ERROR You do not have access to the powers of Soviet Russia!
1930940 Well then, we'll simply have to resort to using the powers of Russian Dance to aid us as we dive into ice cold water to save a filly.
There is no other choice but to save the crusaders. Anything else is heartless and cruel.
Dive down to save her.
Fly away to get help.
I can't really think of anything else... D:
Saving foals is pretty much non-negotiable.
Mess with local weather patterns to get the attention of the over-organized leader. Shouldn't take too long, and you can dive right after that.
Regardless of how she handles this, this is out of Raindrops' league, and she's going to need a musical number to have any chance of success. (Unless this means that she inhales water, in which case, oops.)
1930940
Are any of the colts throwing rocks unicorns? If so, ask them to pull the pony out of the water with their telekinesis!
Dive in and grab the pony yourself!
Go get help!