In the pleasant town of Ponyville, one house on the edge of town stands out from the rest. The corners are filed down or filled in to make them more round. The door is ovoid, looking more like it opens into a circular cave entrance than a house. Its brown thatched roof remains unchanged, sitting heavily on the single-story abode. The front and back yard have several large mounds of dirt with holes in the middle of them that are big enough for a pony to fit into. They are all interconnected tunnels, leading to each other and into the house. The mailbox out front has a small pile of letters inside it, waiting for the home's owner to return.
Near the center of town is a small office building with similar treatment of its corners. The door, however, is a familiar rectangle, just like most others in Ponyville. A sign hangs above the door, attached to a horizontal bar by short chains, swaying gently in a light breeze. There is a picture of a smiling green face on it next to some text.
CHANGELING EMBASSY
"COME IN! LET'S BE FRIENDS!"
-AMBASSADOR AMBASSADOR
Inside, there is a lime green changeling sitting at a desk doing paperwork, smiling. The interior is well lit by the windows, but also by a few pieces of green glowing fungus decorating the walls. Protruding corners are filed to be more rounded and recesses are filled with organic resin to the same effect. It is done subtly so as not to be uncomfortable for ponies, but to also give them a better idea of what the changeling hive feels like. It is a careful mix of both worlds.
Leaning on the side of the desk is a sign. A neat rectangle of carefully nailed-together planks are professionally nailed to a long sharpened stake. The lower third of the stake has dried dirt and grass on it, and the point has been dulled by frequent use. The letters on the sign are large and neatly written.
FEED
ME