As of right now we are walking along the western border of the farm on our way to the river that is part of the farms natural border, if Celestia smiles upon us today we will hopefully solve this mess relatively quickly, so we can make our way to the barn where the other members of the club are waiting for us to start the next meeting.
Um Pinkamena we're the only ones here why do you say 'we' instead of 'I'
Because right now you and I are both 'awake' as it were and seeing and hearing everything around us at the same time. Only one of us can be in control most of the time because it takes far too much concerntration and energy for both of us to control the same body, so as usual one of us is in control, while the other sits in reserve putting thier imput or remaining dormant in the subconscious. Right now neither of us are dormant but we are not entirely in reserve, I am in control but you are teetering on the edge between conscious thought and taking full control.
I think you put the readers to sleep...or confused them
'sigh' Anyway we're almost there, we should cease this explanation and prepare for what is soon to come.
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With the diary stowed away in the saddlebags she was wearing, Pinkamena cantered down the old dirt path towards the river. When she walked past a small clump of trees and reached the riverbank her eyes widened at the strange and magnificant creature before her.
It was serpent-like in appearnce as it lay coiled up on the ground before her hooves. It's massive size caused the pink pony to crane her neck upwards to fully see its face. However it wasn't a sea or river serpent, as Pinkamena spotted four legs each with four clawed toes tucked neatly into its body, its faded blue scales slowly blended into pristine white around its belly and were narrow and much smaller than those of a sea serpent. It's pale green lion-like mane was falling out in some places and the creature's dark brown horns were broken and chipped. Pinkamena took note of the long whisker on each side of its long nose, they were dull and lifeless and rested neatly on its coiled frame.
Oh wow a chineighse dragon! Pinke exclaimed in wonder. can I say hi to it? Can I? Please?
Pinkie... Pinkamena thought back, choosing not to respond allowed so to not awaken the slumbering reptile. Judging by the two whiskers on the nose and horns it appears to be a male, females lack horns and have cheek whiskers instead. It appears to be very old....
So can I say hi to him?
These dragons possess extrodinary powers over the weather, if we accidently offend him, he could very well plunge Equestria into a century of storms and famine. It would be best if I handle this.
Aw...Ok can you give him a cupcake for me?
Of course I will.
Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves Pinakmena approached the slumbering creature catiously.
"Excuse me great one" she began "But may I inquire as to why you have taken lodging on my family's farm?".
The dragon stirred, opened his eyes and looked down at the small pink pony with tired wisdom in his storm grey gaze. He raised his head up slightly and let loose a yawn before turning his attention back to the pony before him.
"Well now...It has been quite some time since a pony had the courage to approach me" he said sounding amused.
"It's not really courage..." Pinkamena admitted sheepishly. "More like duty".
"Duty eh? Pray tell litle one what duty do you have to walk up to a creature such as me and speak you mind?"
"Well sir, if it has escaped your attention this land belongs to my family and have sent me to kindly ask what your business is here in Equestria" she responded with as much confidence and formality as possible.
"I see. I apologise if my presence has startled your kin young one, but as it stands I am only here resting until I have enough strength to make it to mountains where your famous city of Canterlot resides" he explained.
Wow he came all this way to visit Canterlot?
As the meaning of those words sunk in sadness flashed across Pinkamena's face for a second but was soon replaced with a look of respect.
"So I take you won't be here much longer then?" she asked.
"No...No I won't"
There was another meaning to that statement that Pinkie failed to notice, but Pinkamena did. The serious earth pony reached into a saddlebag and pulled up a box of cupcakes and held it out to the old reptile.
"Then I leave you this offerring as a token of friendship between the ponies of Equestria and the Eastern Lungs" she said softly.
The chineighse dragon opened the box with a claw, picked up one of the small treats and eyed it carefully.
"There have many tales of the cuisine you ponies have created, I myself have yet to try any" he remarked.
"Until now that is" Pinkamena responded with a small yet sad smile.
She watched as the beast devoured the cupcake and with a joy filled sparkle in his eyes, happily ate the rest. After the formalities of fare well and after recieving thanks for the food Pinkamena trotted back to the farm house, her mind swimming the thoughts after her meeting with the dragon.
Pinkamena are you ok? Pinkie asked.
"I'm fine.." she muttered and settled down next to a tree to make another entry in their journal.
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It is rather eye openning to see such a creature as an Eastern Lung in Equestria. It is quite an upsetting realisation of that dragon's reason for entering our fair country. But I shall dwell on that at a later date, for soon the members of 'The hidden Truth' club will arrive and no doubt there will things that need to be discussed.
Why was the dragon here anyway?
He was here to 'move on' Pinkie, it was his time.
Oh....
Are you alright little sister?
Yeah I'll be ok, at least he got to try my cupcakes!
True.
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Pinkie bouced up the path towards home, Pinkamena had receded to meditate and left the hyper pony in control for the meantime. Upon reaching the house the party pony spotted a familiar figure outside on the porch. It a grey earth pony with an ash coloured mane and tail that had been styled to suite the fashion of high class cities such as Canterlot, the grey mare wore a bow tie and had a purple treble clef for her cutie mark.
"Hi Octavia!" Pinkie greeted the cellist with enthusiasm.
"Pinkie please don't use my stage name at home" 'Octavia deadpanned.
"Ok Diamond" she chirped. "Is anypony else here yet?"
"I got a letter from Derpy saying the group can't meet today and we'll have the meeting next week on spring 8" Diamond replied.
"Okie dokie lokie!"
Diamond 'Octavia' Pie shook her head as her younger sister bounced her way inside and silently followed.