Lost at Sea
Prologue
Admiral Biscuit
Sky Flower glided down on the cloud and fluttered her wings for a moment to get her balance back. She was the best endurance flier on the team, and consequently spent the least amount of time with her hooves on clouds. Everypony thought that if she didn't have to sleep, she'd probably never land at all.
While that probably wasn't really true, it did make her the best choice for a spotter, and nopony ever mocked her for her uncertainty when she was on a cloud. Sky Flower was the best early warning mare the team had ever had.
“The storm's coming from the southwest,” she told them. “Kinda skirting the shoreline. There's a whole row of anvil clouds leading the way, and it looks like the winds are gonna be terrible. I didn't have a chance to get a real good look at the ocean, but the waves are kicking up already.”
Aurora nodded her head. “Can we get out in front of it and push it off?”
“Maybe.” She shifted around on the unlevel cloudtop. “Judging by where it’s sitting, I think that Hayfield Harbor tried that and got it a bit off the coast. If we can hold it back until the prevailing winds shift, we might get it further out to sea.”
“Fillydelphia's been complaining that they have to deal with all the feral weather,” Morning Monarch muttered.
“Well, if we had more ponies on our team, we'd be able to push it further out.” Cloud Climber kicked a tuft of cloud. “I think we can do it. What do we have, four on primary duty today?”
Aurora nodded. “Me and you and Monarch and Star Catcher. And we can get the next shift and the auxiliary team in the air if we need them.”
“You're gonna,” Sky Flower said. “And pretty quick, too. Do you want me to fly down and tell everypony?”
“Grass and rocks are the stuff you land on,” Monarch reminded her. “That's green and shaggy, and grey and black in that order. Don't land on other ponies to warn them.”
Sky Flower rolled her eyes. “I know what to land on. Do you want everypony to meet up at the forward post? 'Cause I don't think that there's gonna be time to assemble everyone. I got a bad feeling about this storm.”
Aurora lifted a hoof and rubbed her chin. “I think . . . maybe just have them form pairs and help push it off the coast, that's best. Sailorponies, they probably already know it's coming, and they're gonna be putting into harbor or staying well out to sea. Nopony's gonna be happy if it drifts inland, and if us four of us start on point, we can help guide it offshore, especially as everypony else gets mustered.”
“We’ll use the lighthouse as a rendezvous.” Monarch looked over the edge of the cloud for a moment, just to make sure it was still there. “That way, you can make changes if needed.”
“Okay.” Aurora nodded. “I like that. Us four will get at the front, in the usual pairs. Sky Flower, you let everypony in town know what's coming, and have them form up on us, in a diagonal line.”
“Got it.” Sky Flower saluted, and then jumped off the cloud, gliding down towards Chonamare.
• • •
Aurora and Monarch took the second flight. As the mare in command, Aurora knew that it was foalish to be at the very front of the storm—it tended to be windy and nasty, but wasn’t the true marker of what the storm actually had to offer. Further back inside of the storm she would truly know what made it up, and she could position other pegasi as needed once she'd gotten a proper sense of it.
So, as more weathermares arrived, she and Monarch would shift positions down the line, until they were alongside the storm proper.
Cloud and Star got to stay at the front, since both of them were skilled at storm management. She knew that they'd both be pushing it off to the east as best they could, and they were both proficient enough with feral weather to not do anything dumb.
Aurora was glad it was mid-season and everypony was experienced—breaking in a new recruit was always a challenge. Most of the weatherponies on her team came from generations of coastal pegasi who knew what real feral weather was, but every now and then she wound up with an unwanted inland pony on her team, a mare who had decided that scheduled weather was too boring. Every one of them was a hotshot, and every one of them was a braggart, and every one of them had no idea that the ocean showed no mercy, but they never really believed it until they fought their first hurricane or nor'easter and half of them quit on the spot and slunk back inland with their tail between their legs.
The further out we can guide it, the better. Aurora glanced off to her left, where she could just see the fading specks of Cloud Climber and Star Catcher.
• • •
Even with Sky Flower's warning, the speed of the storm front came as a nasty surprise. Cloud Climber and Star Catcher got out to their monitoring positions and began gathering together cloud tufts to make a temporary perch—they both knew that it was going to be utterly destroyed in the storm, but it would be a good resting place as long as it lasted, since there was nothing beneath them but open ocean.
Once that was done, there was nothing to do but wait while the distant clouds grew closer and closer, going from a vague warning into a towering mountain of doom.
Their initial altitude estimate was woefully inadequate, and the pair worked together to push the cloud higher, but it quickly became obvious that that was a foal's errand. The wall of clouds in front towered over their pathetic perch, rumbling and grumbling with thunder and lightning.
Star swallowed down a lump in her throat. No matter how many times she did this, the big storms still scared her. As it bore down upon them, she imagined it stretching out even further, reaching across the very ocean in its fury, striking down everypony who dared to oppose it.
Cloud, meanwhile, was standing at the very edge of their temporary outpost, her eyes fixed on the towering tops of the anvil clouds as her mane and tail whipped around her. “Sky Flower said it's hungry,” she shouted over the gusting wind. “It doesn't want to make landfall, not yet. It wants some more moisture in it. We ought to be able to lead it, just a little. When we get the auxiliary teams helping, I think we're gonna be able to push it off. All we've got to do is make it follow us.”
“That's what I'm afraid of.” Star could already feel the storm's potential. It was tugging at her coat, trying to get her to become a part of it. I should have transferred inland.
“It just wants a little bit of guidance.”
Star flattened her ears. She'd never felt like she was that good at reading storms, even though it had always worked out for her in the past. She hated the waiting time, because it gave her time to think about what might go wrong.
I shoulda told Aurora I was sick. The storm was roaring towards them, whipping the sea up into a frenzy. She could just make out a few fishing boats hurrying to safety, rushing for the safe harbor. Most of them looked like they would make it, although there was one set of sails that was uncomfortably offshore.
She could barely make out Aurora and Monarch, setting up their position above the shoals, and when she looked back towards Chonamare, she could faintly see pegasi beginning to gather around the lighthouse.
We're not alone. Sky Flower would be telling the secondary teams and the auxiliary what was coming. Pretty soon, there would be lots of ponies in the air, and they'd all be pushing back against the storm. I can’t wimp out.
“Come on!” Cloud Climber scraped at the edge of the cloud, and then lifted off, hovering just above it.
It's nice to see you exploring the lore behind Silver Glow's village.
Can't wait for the seaponies!
Yes! I've been hoping you'd show us something about life in the SG's hometown.
Love the description of the feral storm as 'it's hungry', you manage to convey the feeling of the thing being kinda alive with nothing more than meteorological facts of moisture adsorption and cloud shape description. Good job.
Hate to break it to you Star Catcher... but yes, you probably should have.
I know you like using older generation ponies, but Star Catcher has one of the best established characters of G3. She's confident, poised, extremely competent (especially by contrast), and even has a catchphrase. Seeing her written as scared and doubtful, especially after eliminating the possibility that she's new at this, feels very weird and off.
'I fear thee, ancient Mariner!
I fear thy skinny hand!
And thou art long, and lank, and brown,
As is the ribbed sea-sand.
I fear thee and thy glittering eye,
And thy skinny hand, so brown.'—
Fear not, fear not, thou Wedding-Guest!
This body dropt not down.
Alone, alone, all, all alone,
Alone on a wide wide sea!
And never a saint took pity on
My soul in agony.
I don't see a dark or tragedy tag, so I assume this has a happy ending?
Also, this sounds like it would be a good fic to stick a donations link to the Red Cross or something at the end.
http://www.cnn.com/2017/10/21/politics/hurricane-relief-concert-five-former-presidents/index.html
Semper Paratus, little ponies.
So, is this part of the Silverv-?
Eeeeeeeeeeee!
There's a bunch of little things in the chapter grammar-wise that could use some sprucing up. Like,
I'd do more, but I'm on my phone right now, and it's a huge pain to coordinate a complicated, multi-quote post.
Oh my god yes, this is what I waited for Biscuit, it will help me write that thing I'm working on that I told you about.
I loved helping edit this one. I just hope the Admiral can forgive me for all the whining and begging I did in the process. I can be *really* annoying as an editor.
Okay, you've got me hooked.
Well, this should prove fascinating. Definitely looking forward to seeing where you go from here. (Also, you have one instance of Cloud Chaser where you presumably meant a Cloud Climber.)
I knew Chonamare would be mentioned. Now waiting for the Silver Glow cameo.
Reading stories about pegasi has become a real ride lately with all the references to clouds.
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I'll admit that I''m not up on G3, but could that have been chosen for dramatic effect? After all, if this storm is bad enough to rattle even her...?
Or, alternatively, could all the confidence expressed have been just a front, to hide how badly she was terrified by her job? Not arguing, just throwing the thoughts out there...
Udo Dirkschneider seems apropos here.
(U.D.O. - Stormbreaker)
Certainly looking forward to where you will take this!
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Thanks!
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I think storms are sort of alive, like fire or the ocean. And it stands to reason that any pony who had to fight feral storms would see them that way--they're not thinking creatures, but they're most certainly alive.
She probably wouldn't be happy there with the boring manufactured weather. She'd be bored out of her skull in a week.
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I didn't know that (obviously). I know very little of the show before the current generation; the only earlier MLP movie I've seen is A Very Minty Christmas, and what I mostly remember from that is that Minty is clumsy, not too smart, loves socks, and falls to her death better than anypony (sorry Rarity).
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The west wind blew
The foam-flecks flew
The furrow followed free
One of my all-time favorite poems.
EDIT: Ian MnKellen did a reading of it! And it's on YouTube!
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You could assume that, but that might not be a correct assumption.
That might not be a bad idea. I'll think about it.
Back in the day, the unofficial Coast Guard motto was "You have to go out. You don't have to come back."
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Bah. No trees needed.
Okay, I'll fix that one.
Yeah, that's the truth.
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You're quite welcome!
8505797
I like editors that poke lots of holes in things. Helps keep me on my toes.
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Thanks!
Correction made; thank you!
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Sadly, she's not in this one. This is back when her mother was a filly.
8506294
What the what? I'm afraid to click those links.
8506757
Sure, I'll go with that.
There isn't as much information about earlier gen ponies as there is for the current gen, so short of actually being familiar with the series--which I'm not--I try to avoid those ponies I know are well-known in previous generations (like Firefly), but obviously I don't know all of them.
Then again, in my life I've ranged from super confident to somewhat less so, depending on any number of factors. So it's plausible, IMHO.
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Stormbreaker is a canon pony name, too, and he's pretty damn metal.
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"You called?"
Watch out, there's an Equestrian Dropmare on the loose.
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They're the most dangerous ones.
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This was a great story. I really enjoyed it!