Chapter 1
“Dearest Sister, the sun will be setting soon. Shall we find a place to settle down for the night?” The blue coated filly ran to catch up with her older sister.
The white coated sister stopped and turned her head to face her sister. “This is true, Luna. I think I can see a cave not far away.”
The sisters had been orphans from a young age. Their Parents were killed while trying to protect them by the current ruler of Equestria, Discord. Discord was a draconoquus and the spirit of all that was disharmonious. He had murdered the previous rulers of Equestria: Princess Puddinghead – the head of the Earth Pony Tribe, Princess Platinum – the head of the Unicorn Tribe and Princess Hurricane – head of the Pegasus Tribe. He had usurped their throne and taken Equestria for his own.
The sisters were very different from the other ponies. They had both a horn and wings. For this reason, Discord wanted them dead. They fled their home town of Manehattan and had been surviving off the land ever since.
That was 5 years ago. The beautiful country that they once knew had been transformed into a dark and deranged landscape. Animals have abnormal proportions, the sun and moon set and rise at random times, clouds move by themselves and buildings would float in the air.
As mentioned before, the sisters were very special, the only two ponies in the world to have both a horn and wings. Celestia was definitely the older of the two, she looked to be about 18 years of age. She had a white coat and a long pink mane. An eight armed sun adorned her flank.
Luna appeared to be around the age of 13. She had a dark blue coat and a beautiful baby blue mane. A crescent moon adorned each of her flanks.
The two ponies walked to the cave and each rolled out a small, thin mattress onto the damp ground. The cave was dark and cold. What appeared to be puddles of chocolate milk littered the floor of the cave.
“I shall gather the firewood for tonight. Just rest thyself, Celestia.” The youngest sister left the cave in search of twigs and branches.
Luna entered the nearby forest, the night air chilled her to the bone, the howls of timber wolves would make her jump every now and then. Luna’s horn began to be wrapped in a blue aura, signalling that she was using her magic. All of the dead twigs and branches nearby began to levitate off of the ground and float towards the young pony. Happy that she did a sufficient job, Luna began to slowly trot back to the cave.
Half way back to the cave she heard an ear-piercing scream, the scream of her sister, Celestia.
“C-Celestia? Dearest sister? What is wrong?” The blue coated pony went from a trot into a gallop, dropping all of the gathered wood. “Celestia?!”