Celestia has received grave news. The changelings are coming. Now it is up to her to figure out their intentions before it is too late. If she can understand Queen Chrysalis, maybe she can avert the oncoming disaster.
There were drums in the Everfree, heralding those who hunted. Even here they dared molest, to try and take from her the last and most precious possession she had. That which was written into the very name of the forest itself; her freedom.