When my friends split up. I had no doubt which of them I would go with. But Some of us would rather have gone with a traitor. Or somepony as equally awful, bunch of meanie faces. But I do my best to get all the ponies here to smile, because I believe the most important thing in a time like this is to smile.-Pinkamina Diane Pie
“This is the supply closet where we keep things like flour to make cakes. We are limited on supplies so we can’t make cakes all that often, but that's OK because we make cakes on ponies birthdays.” The pink pony hopped along the camp, she was seemingly filled with glee. While in contrast there was a gray pegasus her posture was slumped to the ground her mane covered her face. She had one of Pinkie Pie’s contagious smiles on her face even if it was small. Cinder was getting the full tour from the element of laughter. And the pegasus hated the looks she got from the residents. “So I want to learn everything about you.” Pinkie Pie snapped her out of her thoughts as the pink pony made an attempt to brighten the mood. Cinder’s ear’s flew back with the pink pony in her face. But she retained her posture and the smile grew a little.
“What do you want to know? My credit card number, my mother's maiden name, and my social security number.” Cinder tried her way of lightened the mood. The Pinkie pony took herself back then gave a snort and a laugh. Through her laughter the pink pony spoke.
“No, you silly filly. What’s your birthday?” Simple enough question, nothing to personal.
“Let's see, I was born on a Tuesday.” Pinkie gave a small melodic chuckle. But then Cinder told Pinkie her birthday was the day after Hearts and Hooves day. Then told Pinkie about her two brothers. They chucked as they exchanged stories of siblings. As they walked along, Cinder’s discomfort seemed to dissipate and a cheerful pony took her place.
“And here is the quarters for warriors,” It was a larger in progress building, for some reason it had a lack of a roof. Yet it had two floors and from the looks of the ground around it, it probably had an basement. And no doubt it was the largest building in the camp. They were about to keep walking until Cinder saw Star walk out of the Warriors quarters. Cinder flew straight into her brother, she ruffed up his mane in a playful manner.
“So how did it go? You're not dead so that’s a pretty good sign.” Star gave a small chuckle at his sister. He was a very intellectual unicorn yet he could always seem to laugh with his sister.
“Just as I thought, I was put in the tactical department.” He flashed his flank of a four pointed star on a book. Cinder raised a eyebrow at this. She doesn't remember Pinkie Pie talking about a tactical department.
“Um what is a tactical department?”
“It’s things like research and, attack tactics,” Cinder gave a nod of understanding even though she had a large amount of questions. But Her brother cut her off before she can ask more questions. “Have you decided what you're going to do?”
“I want to help fight on the field.” Star flinched with this answer. He looked hurt as his sister she was looking in confusion at her brother.
“Are you sure? There are a lot of other jobs that would fit your criteria.” Cinder looked to her brother with determination filling her eye’s.
“We are short on fighters, and even though we are at peace with Light clan, we are still fighting everything else. And I see you aren’t doing it. And I can’t see Ice on a battlefield. So it's up to me in a way.” Star shook his head at his sister’s logic. But he also understood his sister’s morals. And he understood her feeling of chivalry, which made no sense to the stallion. Why would you risk your life for "Honor" it had no values and no way of help you or the ponies around you. But he understood it was important to his sister.
“So where’s Ice?” Cinder asked the question only just popping in to her head.
“He’s still getting his cutie mark read.” Ice answered as if it was suppose to be obvious. “You know I never seemed to ask but how did he get his cutie mark.” Cinder froze and bit her lip.
“I..I don’t know.” Cinder said trying to sound as convincing as possible. It didn’t work, or at least very well. But before he could retaliate, a white pegasus walked out of the small tent. “Icey!” Cinder flew like a bullet to her brother and pulled him into a large hug.
“Well I know one pony excited to see me.” Then looked over to Star. “Well two ponies.” Star gave a eye roll, while Cinder chuckled at her sibling.
“So where is your position?” Star asked his sibling hoping for a certain answer. Cinder got back to stand next to her other brother. Her curiosity peaked as well with this question.
“I am in the morale division.” Cinder nodded and Star looked to his two younger siblings. His expression was unreadable. Destiny's were set at this point. And there was no going back.