Having lost her bow to a day's worth of Crusading, Applebloom is far too distraught over the loss to do as her sister asks and wait until morning to search for it. If she is quick, she can retrace her steps, find her ribbon, and be back in bed before anypony notices.
Right?
With age comes wisdom, and Applebloom is sadly lacking in both. Night on the Everfree Border is no place for a filly, yet still she searches, unaware she is being watched by more than one hunter.
Mare in the Moon vector (c) Spiritofthewolf
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I really liked this story! Good to see Luna being a bad ass, that needs to happen more in my opinion. Have a thumbs up and favorite!
You should be proud, this is a lovely piece. My only issue was the issue of calling the bow at once scarlet and then pink.
I loved Scud, he felt absolutely perfect as a predator and how he viewed AB and how she was so ignorant of her predator.
I really liked the concept and overall enjoyed the story. However... the prose was so purple, it read like a self-satire. A pretty good self-satire, mind you--I was literally laughing out loud through the whole thing--but I doubt that's the effect you were going for. Still, it was somehow better than most purple pieces. You have a good ear for rhythms and stuff and a good vocab. So I'll give you a follow.