David was slowly coming to. He heard voices somewhere close, but not nearby. He didn't mind. He was used to hearing such things living with his roommates. However, he soon realized he wasn't in his own bed at home. He opened his eyes and found himself in simply decorated room. He looked around and saw that everything was very different.
Either I'm having a very vivid dream or something happened, he thought to himself as he sat up. He looked down and noticed that his body had changed. Then, he remembered.
Oh man, I just hope this is a dream, he thought to himself as he got out of the bed. He wobbled a bit as he stood up, but he soon had the hang of standing on four legs. He looked around the room, looking for the door.
He soon found it and went towards it. However, before he got close, the door opened and in walked another pony carrying a tray. He stopped and watched as another pony came in behind the first one, this one smaller. They stopped before him and looked at each other just as he was looking at them.
The first gave her tray to the smaller one and extended a hoof. "My name's Applejack. We here at Sweet Apple Acres enjoy making new friends. Glad to see your awake friend."
David extended his own hoof and gave the other pony's hoof a shake. He wasn't exactly one to talk to new people, or talking ponies. He set his own back down and looked at the smaller one, who seemed to be having trouble balancing the tray. Applejack took the tray and set it down on a side table.
"The little one here is Applebloom, my sister," she said.
David nodded and continued to look around the room, trying to gauge where he was. The mare, for that's what David could tell it was a she, looked at him.
"Whatcha looking for?" Applejack asked as David stood back up.
David shrugged again and moved towards the door. He wanted to go and see what kind of dream this was, if in fact it was a dream.
"Well, that's just plain disrespectful not answering like that," Applebloom said as David passed by.
David stopped at the door and looked back at the little filly. He may not have been able to speak, but he still had ways of expressing when he was hurt. He gave a short whistle and turned back away and continued out the door.
"Ah don't know what he meant by that, but Ah can guess that you hurt his feelings Applebloom," Applejack said as she watched the pegasus pony walk out.
David soon found his way downstairs and outside. He looked around and saw that he was on a farm. An apple farm, but a farm nonetheless. He was enjoying the sunshine, but then he remembered his form and investigated further.
David was a dusky white pony with a jet black mane. He also found that he had wings and on his flank, he had what appeared to be a musical note. He found it kind of funny since he couldn't play an instrument. Or sing anymore either.
Behind him, Applejack and Applebloom stepped out and watched as he spread his wings.
David was still finding it hard that he had wings. He looked at each one in turn and saw that they were much like bird wings, but sturdier.
"It almost looks as if he's seeing them for the first time sis," Applebloom said.
Applejack didn't reply, but continued to watch as David tried a few experimental flaps. David quite liked having wings, but he wasn't quite ready to fly, so he folded his wings back to their original position. He looked back and noticed Applejack and Applebloom watching him. He smiled back at them before looking back towards the tree's once more.
He heard someone coming up behind him and looked as Applejack came up. He felt that she was going to ask him something, but what, he couldn't tell. He didn't have to wait long though.
"So, what's your name then? And where did you come from?" Applejack asked.
David looked at her blankly before looking at the ground. He couldn't talk, but he could write. He began writing a message on the ground. However, instead of writing his own name, he wrote instead, Moonwind.
Applejack watched the pegasus write something in the dirt. She was wondering why he just didn't say his name out loud when he stopped writing and pointed. She read the message he had written.
"'My name's Moonwind. I'm not from around here.' Moonwind, eh? That sounds kind of like a mare's name, but hey, Ah'm not gonna say anything about it," she said. "However, I do have one question. Why aren't speaking anything?"
Moonwind knew that question had been coming, so he erased what he had written already and began writing again with his hoof. There wasn't much detail to describe, so he was done fairly quickly and he let Applejack read what he had wrote.
"Oh. So, you had an accident awhile back and it caused you to lose your voice. Is that right?"
Moonwind nodded, glad that she understood. Few people, or ponies, actually understood how hard it was for him to interact with people.
"Well, if you can't talk, then how do you communicate with people?" Applebloom asked.
Moonwind quickly wrote down, I write and I whistle.
"You whistle? Ah've never heard someone whistle to communicate," Applebloom said.
Moonwind silently chuckled. He whistled a few short notes. He saw understanding dawn on Applejack, but Applebloom still looked confused.
However, before he could continue, Applejack said, "Well, while you're around, would you like to check out Ponyville?"
Moonwind thought about it. Even in his mind, he started calling himself Moonwind. He liked it better than David. He nodded at Applejack.
"Well, alright then. If you'll follow me, we can head on in." Applejack began walking down the road and Moonwind followed. Wherever he was, he was enjoying it. He just hoped that if it was a dream, that it didn't end quite yet.