Mis-communication has started many a war, but in this case maybe calling it a war was too generous.

The "war" is over, Twilight has successfully orchestrated a bloodless end to the Griffons' aggression, but only now does she realize that there is more to winning than she had first assumed, especially against a nation that holds war as a central part of their culture...

Now Twilight must deal with the aftermath while facing a challenge she never anticipated: being seen as a conqueror.

This can be read alone, but I recommend reading the letter that started it all for a chuckle and a little exposition. This series of expositional one-shots can also give some additional world-building.

Upon Nightmare Moon's return, the leaders of other nations gather to discuss the situation.

They're not especially happy about it.

Cover art from the gallery of WingFlyte.

Spanish translation, by SPANIARD-KIWI. Russian translation, by Dark Room Collaboration.

Three years ago, Gilda volunteered for a posting in the farthest reaches of griffon territory, a place she knew no pony had ever been and a place she hoped no pony would ever come. And then one morning...

The first chapter was written for the 2014 Summer Equestria Daily Pre-Reader "Secret Santa" Story Exchange--better known, I guess, as the EqD Pre-Reader Battle, but the story just kept on growing. The prompt was the single word "foreigner," and the cover image was commissioned from DarkerSounds.

A bipedal canine of similar structure to the creatures in "A Dog and Pony Show" finds herself lost in a swamp.

Naturally, she can't remember a thing about how she got there. Just that her name is Winona, the hat she found belongs to a good friend, and she should probably return it.

The world being what it is, her journey will not be that simple.

Slightly spoilery, but this story grew from the desire to have someone refer to Celestia as "Frith". Sometimes I love where the spiders in my head take me.

Story Quality brought to you by Amneiger the Editor and Chautauquan the Prereader.

Due credit also to Klondike, the scholar and gentleperson who let me use their art for the cover.