Birds could be heard faintly over a small cabin outside the little town as the sun slowly rose over the luscious green trees and illuminated the pale green grass that surrounded it. The sun vividly shined through the window and lit a black object on a bed as it tossed and turned to the intrusion of the sunlight in his room. After some more tossing and turning from the object a head appeared from the blob as it yawned, its bright white, fanged teeth shined from the intruding light before receding back into its mouth.
The figure rose from its apparent slumber and walked over to an opening to its room; its head slung low from its abrupt and early awakening. It slowly approached the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge grabbing a sandwich with its mouth and placed it into a microwave. After warming the sandwich up and eating it he ventured out of the cabin where his form came into view as it stretched. His mane floated in the wind as he began to stretch his transparent orange wings; the eyes glistened with the sun but seemed off and not like most ponies within the town. One eye glistened purple while the other glistened as blue as the sky.
His wings erected from his back and started to flap as he slowly left the ground behind and started to fly towards the town. The sun is now fully in the sky showing off the intricate details of the town. As he continued flying his mind never did once show interest in the town or its many sensational scents from its lone bakery but only in a glistening lake far outside the town’s limits. The sound of hooves clapping the ground rang through the empty meadows that surrounded the lone lake. The stallion trots over to a tree that hung high in the air and laid down underneath the tree where the shade was, almost as if it had his name on it.
Slowly he settled down under the tree and gained a comfortable spot. His horn glowed brightly as a book slowly made its way around the tree and into his hooves. Hours passed as the sun shortened the shadow that the tree made, but the stallion didn’t think too much about it as he was entailed into his book. It wasn’t until a gentle rumble came from under his hooves that he looked away from his book and around to the town. “What was that?!” He asked himself as a plumage of smoke billowed from the center of town. There were two trails coming from the smoke plumage that were heading straight for where the stallion is. A closer look showed two ponies within the trails flying head first towards him. “Are those ponies?” He said as he flew up to intercept paths and at least try to slow their decent a bit before they hit the ground.
As he tried to put his idea into action he soon realized that it wasn’t going to work as well as he thought. The two ponies collided with him at full force thus throwing the trio into the tree, causing them to get entangled in the branches.
As the smoke slowly dissipated from town and silence returned to the town the changeling that tried to save the other two ponies came to seeing the others still knocked out. He slowly helped them out of the tree one by one and lightly placed them on the ground below the tree’s shadow to keep them out of the sun until they awoken from their trip. A few moments passed as the other ponies slowly woke up the other holding its head in pain the other propping its ears high in the air. “Are you two ok?” He asked looking at them realizing that they are mares but nudges them to make sure they weren’t afraid of him.
The one mare opened her eyes slowly. Her fur glowed bright grey in the sun as her mane flowed in the wind causing it to cover one of her green eyes. Come to find out that she was a changeling but not like he was, she was a pure-bred changeling. The other mare looked around in a panic, her reddish mane covering her eyes almost completely but yet it didn’t seem to bother her too much. He went to her aid first seeing that she was maybe in shock or in deep distress but the answer he was going to receive would throw him for a loop.
“Uhm.. Excuse me, you should probably stop that. You are moving you hair in front of your eyes.” He says touching her mane to move the hair out of her eyes so that she could see.
With a swift movement the mare jumps backwards, “Who are?! I don’t know your voice.” He looked at her with a tilted head now seeing that her eyes have a milky color to it.
“Uh, your eyes. Are…. Milky” He said intrigued by her unusual eyes. As he approached her slowly she slowly started to retreat backwards.
“A-amanda… Help!” she pleaded hoping that the pony was with-in ear shot of where she was. Almost an instant later the other mare was between them the wind wafting a smell that called the red head mare.
“Just hold it there. She obviously doesn’t want you anywhere near you!” Amanda said with a hiss into her voice trying to protect the other mare.
He took a few steps back seeing her between them, “I am sorry. I was just so curious about her eyes. They look so cool.” He kept his distance now trying not to make the tension any worse than it already has.
Amanda turned around to comfort the other mare and made sure her fear had subsided before turning back to the changeling. “She’s blind” Amanda blurted out to the changeling, “That’s why her eyes are milky and why she didn’t know what you were.”
From hearing this news he felt kind of bad for scaring the mare so much, “Well…. My name is Light. What are your names?”
The mare changeling responded, “My name is Amanda.” The other mare shyly replied from behind Amanda, “A-and my name is Appleseed” She said softly still unsure about what the other pony was.
“Those are some nice names.” He said looking at them still a bit concerned about what all that just happened. “So what was that explosion?”
Amanda looked down then back at the changeling, “It’s none of your business, little stallion” She said clearly not needing another pony into their mess-up.
“Amanda….” Appleseed responded to her response still shaking a bit.
“We have things bad enough we don’t need a third pony to get in our way!” Amanda retaliated still with anger in her voice not meaning to throw it at Appleseed.
“Hey, you could at least give me some credit for saving your lives. If it wasn’t for me you two may have been killed from hitting that tree” He said giving them a stern look of determination.
Amanda looked down and then back up at him, “You want to know what happened so badly, fine! Just be warned it won’t look pretty” She said wiggling her tail in front of Appleseed so that she can grab on to be led back into town. Appleseed latched on to her tail and followed the other back to the main gates of the town. The stallion followed but kept a bit of distance from them for just in case reasons.