From the Ashes: Ember's Story

by Zoljen


Under the Iron Hoof

Ember panted as she ran to catch up with Faith Cure down the street. She had slept in just a little, the guest bed was just so comfortable! Top that off with having to shovel in breakfast and an extra long time cleaning up, she was literally running to catch up with her host.

Faith glanced over her shoulder as Ember slowed to a trot, panting softly. “I assume the beds where your from aren't that comfortable?” Ember shook her head.

“Heck no! I was lucky to sleep on hay,” Ember chuckled softly, “and when I was forced to tend to dragons at some of their homes, well, let's just say I don't see how they can sleep on metals.”

“I’d hope the griffins had something better than dirt mounds.” Ember shrugged at that. “What? Never visit any of their kingdoms?”

“No, actually. We weren't close enough to theirs, just the drakes. And we weren't fond of getting scorched.” Ember kept up a soft grin. “So, my first day of work. I am going to be helping you out?”

“It's the middle of the week, normally today is slow. But sometimes a few derps do come in.” Faith lead Ember towards the hospital from where she lived in the middle class part of town.

She had been explained how Canterlot worked, at least a summary of it anyway. The lower class slums, the middle grounds, and the Canterlot Elite all separated out. She shook her head when she heard that, but it seemed Canterlot General didn't care where you were from, they tended to all.

She also learned a bit more of Celestia, and that she does indeed visit the hospital, but on rare occassion. And she learned the Wonderbolts main compound was next to the castle. She learned most of them were off dealing with the griffin and drake war and some had stayed here.

She made a plan to get to know them better but after she got started first.

“So,” Cure started as she neared the hospital doors, glancing back at Ember, “I am going to start you off at the clinic. You’re basically going to diagnose ponies, and tell them how to solve their problems.”

“Sounds easy enough.”

“You say that now, just you wait.” Faith let out a few evil sounding chuckles. “If you do good, then perhaps we can see about making you a nurse for now.”

“Will do ma’am!” Ember gave an awkward salute, earning a raised eyebrow from Faith. “Er, sorry. Military-type training,” she explained sheepishly as Faith just shook her head.

“Right, just don't yell at anypony, ok?”

“I won't.” Ember grinned. She was lead to a reception area and was directed to the one in charge. The mare gave her the general overview of the position and told her where to go and also her first folder. As she walked to the door, she glanced towards a small bowl that was full of lollipops and hovered a few into a pocket.

Ember opened and glanced at the file. She chuckled softly as she trotted towards the door and could hear faint sniffles from the other side. She tilted her head, glancing at it for a moment detecting pain from the other side.

She opened the door with her magic and stepped in, seeing a familiar face right off the bat. Fine Brew sat next to the examination chair, which was currently housing a young red pegasus colt who was holding an arm and trying to look tough. Sitting on a chair next to him was Witching Hour as well, looking towards the door as Ember came in.

“Hey! I remember you! You had tea at our place yesterday!” Witch exclaimed as she pointed at Ember who chuckled softly and nodded.

“Yes I did. I was discussing my future employment here, actually.” She grinned as she trotted up to the chair and looked the colt over. “And who is this?”

“Leaf Wind,” Fine Brew said calmly, looking at the colt, “who decided he wanted to fly off a table.”

“I told Wikky dat it was gonna be cool!” Leaf whinned, as he held his arm. “I’s not my fault da floor is hard!”

“And you…” Ember trailed off as she lit up her horn, scanning him with her magic, “appear to have broken that arm.”

“Awww,” he started to cry, as Ember kneeled down in front of him with a soft grin.

“Don't worry little colt, it’ll heal.” She glanced to one of the cupboards, opening each one just enough to see inside. She eventually spotted a roll of gauze and floated it over to herself, looking it over and focusing on it. “Now, I'm gonna wrap this up with this special roll I found.”

Leaf calmed down a little, looking at the roll, than to Ember.

She continued with a soft grin, starting to wrap up the arm with the bandage. Leaf quickly felt a cooling sensation on his arm, he blinked and looked to his arm, sniffling. “How does that feel?”

“Cold,” he mumbled, “and tingly.”

“Good, that will last ‘til we get a cast on it.” She grinned. “You’ll miss a few days of school though,” she hovered out a lollipop from her pocket and held it towards him.

“Hey! How come he gets a lollipop?” Witch whinned as she watched Leaf brighten up at the candy. She looked at Ember, just in time to see another floating in front of her. She quickly grabbed it and grinned. “Thanks!”

Ember chuckled and looked towards Fine brew, another floating out. “Would you like one too?” Fine Brew shook her head with a grin.

“No, thank you.”

Ember chuckled softly and turned towards the door, stopping when she heard a “Fank you.” She grinned over her shoulder to see Leaf looking at the bandage roll, the lollipop in his mouth.

“You’re welcome, little Leaflet.” She turned and left, stopping by the reception desk and relaying the info. She glanced to her side, smirking at the excitement she detected to her side as she spotted Faith Cure trotting up.

“Impressively handled in there.” She stopped as she looked on the counter. “Have a way with foals, huh?”

“It helps when you’ve lived with somepony who does similar stuff to himself.” Ember shrugged, floating another folder towards herself. “So, I’m basically doing this all day?”

“Yup, shouldn't be a problem.”


Ember let out a tired sigh as she sat at the table of the tea shop she visited yesterday. It had been a long day of dealing with various small cases that were easy to solve. For now, she was sitting at a table, a cup of jasmine tea before her as she stared at it. A tray of cookies wobbled onto the table, making her glance to her side, seeing Witch there.

“You looked like you could use a pick me up. Have a cookie.” Witch grinned at her.

“Thanks. How’s Leaf doing?” Ember sat up a little, grabbing a cookie and munching on it.

“He’s doing good. Should be bouncing about and falling off things again soon,” Witch replied, still smiling and sitting opposite of her.

“He’s going to keep me busy. On the plus side, though he’ll be really durable when he grows up. Everyone gets a little stronger in the broken places.” Ember grinned, sliding a cookie towards Witch. She looked at it, then up at Ember. “Go ahead.”

“But I'm on the job.”

“And as a potential nurse, I'm telling you to enjoy a cookie.” Witch grumbled for a second, taking the cookie and munching on it.

“They are the best.” Ember grinned at her. Witch raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. “Besides, you're allowed a break.” She looked towards the door as it opened, seeing Faith trotting towards her.

“Well, first day, and you're already liked by half the staff around the clinic. Impressive.” Faith sat at the table, looking towards Witch, “Earl Grey, when you're done with your cookie.” Witch just nodded and hummed as Faith continued. “So, tomorrow we’ll discuss your salary, as you’re going to continue to work there, right?”

Ember nodded with a grin. “Yes. It was certainly enjoyable. Hopefully it's not that busy every day.”

“No, just most days.” She tilted her head, looking at Ember. “So, that trick with the bandages…”

“I enchant them, putting in a pain killer spell along with a few others,” Ember started rambling off. “Dealing with griffins and drakes required a different approach. Since griffins require a bit more focus, and drakes are resistant to direct magic.” Ember shrugged slightly, “It's kind of become how I heal, applying the magic subtly.”

“Huh, interesting way of doing that.” Faith raised an eyebrow. “So your knowledge of drakes and griffins is…” she trailed off as Ember took over.

“Substantial,” Ember smirked. “Each race heals differently, so they must be treated differently.”

“It’ll be a pleasure to work with you.”