In the months following her return from Nightmare, Luna locked herself away in her room. Despite her best efforts, Celestia could not coax her sister outside in an effort to reintegrate her with the modern ponies. The Princess of the Sun was not willing to simply stand by and watch this time as Luna fell to ruin, but the younger alicorn was making things much harder than they needed to be, only raising the moon and mindlessly wandering the dreamscape in her self-imposed exile.

The eldest mare's list of ideas was nearly run dry when a strange Rough Collie suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the royal gardens, wounded. Celestia saw this as an opportunity to get her sister to make a new friend. Luna, however, does not especially care for canines, only seeing them as day-running, mindless mutts.

The only problem with that is... I'm not quite as mindless as she thinks I am.

A/N:
This is a test to see if I could do a non-romance story. My writer's block has been acting up something fierce, so I figured that maybe some work on a different story like this might help me.

EDIT 6/30/18: Progress on the rewrite of my other story, PP&F, has slowed down again, so I'm gonna see what I can do about this one since I can actually post these chapters as a write them, instead of writing the entire thing then posting chapters on a steady schedule.

Some inspiration was taken from A Feline's Point of View by Zman537, a wonderful little story that, if you've never heard of it, you should feel ashamed for not having read yet.